Julie Woodstock was very surprised when she came home unexpectedly one evening and caught her mother happily sucking the dog prick.
It wasn't the sort of thing that a teenaged virgin expected her mother to be doing and Julie stood in the doorway, amazed and disbelieving--and fascinated.
Barbara didn't realize that her daughter was watching her, for a moment. The voluptuous woman was totally engrossed in the German shepherd's cock. She was lying on her flank on the floor, supporting herself on one elbow. With her other she held the dog's cockshaft, holding the hairy sheath back so that the fat red knob flared out in a naked slab. One knee was raised and her skirt had drifted up so that her bikini clad crotch was exposed. Julie could see all the juicy details with perfect clarity.
Barbara's lovely face was twisted into a mask of passion. Her mouth was full of a doggy cock. A frothy trickle of slobber ran down her chin as she sucked voraciously on that meaty throbbing cockhead.
Julie could hear the moist sounds of that sucking, thrilling her almost as much as the sight. The girl trembled, her legs going all shaky. Her sensual mouth worked as if, unconsciously, she was emulating her mother's mutt-mouthing.
"Ummmm--ummmm--ummmmmm--" Barbara sighed, relishing that delicious hunk of hard, hot prick.
Her cheeks drew inwards as she sucked with such enthusiasm that she seemed to be trying to inhale the animal's cockhead right down into her lungs. Her wet lips were turned outwards, collaring the dog's prick just behind the naked knob she was nursing upon. Her blonde head bobbed gently up and down, feeding more prick into her maw.
Julie glanced at her mother's groin.
The crotchband of her panties was soaking wet and the narrow wisp of clothing had been dragged up into her open cuntslot, so that a hairy cuntlip showed on either side. Julie felt her own cherry pussy ripple and open and a wash of creamy cuntjuice pooled in her panties.
The young girl was deeply shocked, of course. But she was intrigued, as well. Julie had never sucked a cock and she had to admit that the German shepherd's massive prick looked scrumptious.
The dog was yelping and whining, his hairy haunches bunching with muscle. His long, heavy tongue lolled out from the side of his white fanged jaw, drooling. The brute humped, fucking into Barbara's radiant face. His long, bushy tail switched like a rudder behind his ass as he plunged in and out with increasing vigor.
Barbara's mouth sounded like a suction cup, pulling and dragging hungrily. The dog's cock hissed deeper into her wet maw, tilting her head back on the thrusts as he fed her a frantic face fuck.
His angry red knob appeared in Barbara's lips, then slid back into her mouth. Her pink tongue was gliding around, bathing the steaming hot prickmeat. The beast began to jerk spasmodically as he neared the crest.
The dog saw Julie first.
He never missed a stroke. Being only a dumb brute, the dog had no idea that bestiality was taboo and he kept on humping, his lips drawn back from his teeth in a silent snarl--or a doggy grin of pleasure.
Then Barbara became aware that her daughter was standing there, staring at her. The woman gasped in horror and blushed furiously, as a mother will do when her little girl catches her blowing a dog.
She started to pull her lips off the dog's cock.
But it was too late.
The German shepherd had thundered to the peak and was not to be denied. His bloated scumbags swung out, heavy with his load, as he slammed his prick deep into Barbara's gasping mouth. Her head tipped back, golden hair tumbling, as the dog's huge prick stuffed her face.
His balls exploded.
His hairy cockstalk rippled as his hot cum load rushed up the pounding tube and, an instant later, came spurting creamily into Barbara's mouth and throat.
Barbara was staring at her daughter in dismay, but as her mouth filled with doggy jism, she swallowed automatically. Her throat pulsed and she gurgled and gulped.
The potent dog hosed her with another jism jet. The slimy stuff skimmed over her flashing tongue and swirled in her indented cheeks. She drank desperately, but the brute's massive load was too much for her to swallow it all. Spunk overflowed her lips and ran down both sides of her chin.
The rhythm of her head had faltered when she realized that she was being watched, but now Barbara began to bob her face up and down again, sucking as her lips slid over the spurting slab of the animal's cockhead. It was too late to stop, since her depravity had already been discovered, and the naughty woman figured it was best to get the job over with as quickly as she could, draining the beast's balls instead of lingering over a prolonged cumming--and besides, although she was horrified at having been caught giving head to the dog, Barbara adored dog jism and was enjoying that hot, thick snack despite the shame and guilt that she felt.
She was holding the dog's prick by the hilt and now she began to frig up and down the root of his cock as her mouth slurped on the squirting cockhead.
Howling ferociously, the big German shepherd humped, his haunches a dark blur as he slammed his cockmeat in and out of the woman's head. His balls pumped in and out as they spilled out dose after dose. Barbara's mouth filled up, she swallowed, and it filled up again. Cum dribbled through her teeth and hit the roof of her arched mouth. Her tongue was floating in a sea of the slimy spume.
It seemed as if the brute was never going to stop shooting his creamy rocks off. Normally, Barbara would have enjoyed such a prolonged drink, but now she frigged his prick furiously, emptying his scumbags faster than she would have done if she had been alone with the beast.
His final spurt slimed on her tongue.
The last of his fuckjuice trickled from his pisshole as Barbara milked him with her mouth and stroked his hairy cockstalk steadily in her clenched fist.
Panting, the doggy slowed down, then stopped humping. He stood with his legs widespread on the floor, his tail drooping and his head down. There was a satisfied, triumphant gleam in his amber eyes.
Barbara nursed on his spent cockhead for another moment, coaxing a few last gooey drops out. That formidable prick was beginning to diminish in her mouth now, the long cock retracting and bending and the meaty cockknob starting to become rubbery. His empty balls were hanging down slack under his quivering loins.
Barbara was wondering how she dared to face her daughter now. What on earth could she say? More to put off what embarrassing confrontation than anything else, she continued to suck on the dog's drained cock.
Then the brute whimpered and jerked, pulling his prick out of Barbara's face. Her lips peeled outwards as the fat knob dragged from them. The doggy sidestepped, his cock hanging from his loins in a fat loop, the dripping knob starting to sink down towards the floor.
Julie gazed at that well-milked prickmeat in awe. The dog's cock was soaking with her mother's saliva and his scumbags had collapsed, all of that huge load that had inflated them spent in her mother's depraved mouth.
Barbara, blushing and lowering her eyes guiltily, looked at Julie beseechingly.
"Honey, I--I don't--" she stammered.
Julie stared at her. Then she looked at the dog. The satisfied animal had wandered over to the corner and curled up. His big head arched around and he began to casually lick his cockhead.
Mom's tongue was doing that a moment ago! Julie thought, watching the brute's wet lapper slurp at his cockknob. His naked cock meat began to slide back into his loins--proof of how well satisfied he had been in Barbara's mouth. Julie stared at the dog's shrinking prick and slack scumbags and at that fat, useful-looking tongue.
The girl shuddered--and not only with shock.
She looked at her mother again. Barbara had sat up now, but her skirt was still hiked above her waist, showing her soaking panties. A few pearly ribbons of cuntjuice had trickled down the insides of her lush thighs.
Barbara started to speak again, but she couldn't think of any possible thing to say. Her scum-drenched lips moved silently. Her face was flushed, her eyes pleading. Without realizing what she was doing, the woman slid her tongue across her mouth, licking up the frothy slime that coated her sensual lower lip.
"Julie, honey--I--" she began.
"Oh, Mom! How could you?" the girl cried.
Julie turned abruptly and ran from the room. Barbara sat there, groaning with shame and mortification. How could she ever look her daughter in the eye again? How could she ever kiss the girl affectionately, now that Julie had seen dog cum on her lips?
Barbara assumed that her daughter had rushed off because she was disgusted.
But Julie had dashed to her bedroom to give her steaming pussy a frantic finger-fucking...
CHAPTER TWO
Julie had been feeling horny when she came home and it was all tied up with the reason why she had come home earlier than expected and, therefore, found her mother giving the German shepherd a blowjob.
Julie had expected to be giving a blowjob herself that night. Her boyfriend, Willy, had been nagging the virgin teenager for some head for weeks now, ever since they had started heavy petting. Julie had refused, so far, acting shy and demure and unwilling to go further than the mutual handjobs that she and Willy had been enjoying.
But despite her protestations of innocence, the idea of sucking Willy's big prick had thrilled the girl. She knew how delicious jism was, because she had licked her creamy fingers sneakily, when Willy wasn't looking--after she had frigged the horny boy off in his car. Julie figured that if cum was so yummy, even tasted second hand, as it were, the stuff must be really lovely when a girl sucked a steaming hot load straight out of a throbbing, squirting cockhead.
Tonight, she had decided, she was going to have her first mouthful of cock and her first drink of spunk. As soon as Willy asked her to blow him, or shoved his thundering cock out toward her face, she was going to suck it.
But it didn't work out that way.
Willy had picked her up and had driven directly out to the lover's lane where they had been parking frequently. He'd pulled off into a secluded spot, away from the other cars in which courting couples were cavorting. He put his arm around her and Julie snuggled up affectionately. But Willy had seemed distracted tonight. He was looking out at all the other cars, watching them rock on their springs as lusty young lovers fucked like crazed weasels. Willy had felt deprived. Julie's feigned reluctance to give him anything more than a jerk off had been too effective and Willy had come to believe that he was never going to get more from the sexy virgin.
She's nothing but a cockteaser, he thought.
It was nice to have her beat his cock meat, sure, but he knew that most of his friends were already getting laid or blown and he felt frustrated and cheated.
He had decided to break up with Julie.
A major factor in that decision was that Vicky Walsh, a girl with a really bad reputation, had been flirting with Willy in the most outrageous and promising fashion. It was well known that Vicky was a cocksucker. Willy had even seen it written on a toilet wall. He felt certain that if he dated Vicky he would get sucked off and maybe even get to screw her cunt. But when he asked her to go for a ride she had batted her eyes and told him that she would love to, but that she knew he was going steady with Julie Woodstock and didn't want to cheat on her virginal classmate.
The very word, cheat, had caused Willy's blood to boil, implying as it did that, if she dated him, Vicky would be fucking him.
So he had determined to shit-can Julie.
But he figured that he might as well enjoy one last handjob before he ended the affair.
Now Julie was snuggling against him and nuzzling his ear and expecting Willy to start feeling her tits as the customary prelude to more serious fondling. But Willy just sat there, looking bored and glum. He was even chewing gum. When Julie took his hand and placed it firmly on her plump tit, he squeezed and fondled automatically, but in a sort of half-hearted and distracted fashion. Her nipple shot out into his palm and she squirmed against him sinuously, wishing that he would hurry up and get on with the preliminaries so that she could give him the oral sex he yearned for.
He wasn't even jamming his hand inside her sweater, let alone groping for her crotch. Julie had always waited until Willy made the first move and now she hesitated, feeling uncertain and shy about making the first advances, having feigned reluctance in the past.
She glanced down at his lap.
Despite his coolness, Julie was delighted to see that his prick was bulging in his jeans. Willy might act distant, but his cock gave the lie to that. Feeling bolder than usual, because she had already decided to lose her mouth cherry, she put her hand on his hard thigh and began to rub up and down, stopping just short of his groin.
Willy began to pant and his hand caressed her tit more enthusiastically. He turned to her and they kissed passionately, swapping tongue and saliva and panting into each other's open mouth excitedly.
Willy began to pull at her swollen tit tip.
His tongue shot into her mouth and Julie sucked lovingly on it, getting her lips all limbered up for the meaty mouthful she intended to suck soon.
She entwined her own tongue with his, whimpering as they French kissed with grinding, gasping desire. Julie suckled his lapper, giving the horny boy a hint of how her hungry mouth was going to feel on his prick.
But Willy didn't realize the implication.
He was resigned to the fact that he had only a handjob to look forward to and wondered if he took Julie home early if he would have time to pick up Vicky Walsh.
He grasped Julie's hand by the wrist and drew it up onto his pounding cockmeat.
Julie whimpered, feeling his rock-hard cock pulsate and the fiery heat of his cockmeat seep through his jeans. She turned her hand, rubbing her palm against the denim-sheathed outline of his cock and balls. She fingered the bulging knob. His jeans were sticky where pre-cum was weeping from his pisshole and she slid her fingers against that damp patch, drooling on his tongue in anticipation of swallowing his spunk.
Willy pulled back, arching and heaving his loins up. His head rested against the back of the seat and his heels drummed on the floorboards. His whole lean body was taut and vibrating with seething readiness.
"Take it out," he hissed.
Julie hesitated. Always before, Willy had started to finger-fuck her before she fondled his naked prick and it seemed very unchaste and forward for her to haul his cock meat out before his hand dipped into her panties.
But then she grinned, thinking that it was silly for a girl to act reluctant when her mouth was already watering for cockmeat and she had already determined to suck him off.
She pulled his zipper down slowly, the grating rasp of the parting teeth punctuating his heavy panting--and her own heaving excitement. She unsnapped the waistband and his jeans fell open in a wide vee.
He was wearing nylon briefs and the stretchy material was molded to the contours of his cock and balls, outlining the shapely prick meat. The elastic band was drawn out from his belly.
She ran her fingertips up his cock, lightly brushing him through his briefs. Her thumb shifted around against the sensitive spot where his fat cockhead loomed out from his thick, heavily veined cockstalk.
"C'mon--frig me," he croaked.
Julie frowned. He had always enjoyed the light foreplay before she got down to the serious cock meat beating. Why was Willy in such a bad mood? she wondered. But then she smiled, thinking that his mood was certain to improve, once he realized she was going to give him some head.
She drew his briefs out wide of his prick and tugged them down, tucking the elastic under his balls so that all of his cock was bared. Willy grunted with pleasure. His prick was so hot that it seemed to be glowing in the shadowed light. His purple cockknob flared out from his cock, pulsing, sticky with seepage from the cock cleft. Julie looked down into his lap, licking her lips.
How scrumptious his prick looked! How happy she was that she had decided to suck that meaty cock! Julie was drooling hungrily, her eyes turning inwards as she stared at the huge slab of his cockknob.
His balls were inflated like balloons and she whimpered at the thought of how much spunk they held. His cockshaft was long and thick and that massive cockhead was smoking hot, glowing like an incandescent lightbulb.
"Beat my prick meat, baby," he rasped.
Julie glanced up at his face, feeling a bit hurt by his churlish attitude. She had wanted this to be a loving and romantic occasion--as well as a tasty one. But Willy wasn't even looking at her. He had even stopped feeling her tit, she realized. He was just leaning back and waiting for her to pump him off.
She was disappointed. But she wasn't about to stop now and she still figured that the boy's attitude was going to change dramatically, as soon as she had willingly sucked his cock into her hot, wet mouth.
She cupped his balls in her left hand, lifting them in her palm as if weighing the cum they contained. She squeezed very gently and Willy moaned. She could feel his jism sloshing around inside the bloated bags.
She folded her right hand around the root of his prick and pushed down, making his cockknob bulge out.
"Yeah--jack me off, Julie," he sighed.
Julie leaned over him, her eyes glinting, her sensual lips moist and parted and the pink tip of her tongue sliding back and forth across her mouth.
She didn't start frigging him. She just held his prick steady at the base, with the long cock towering up from her fist toward her eager face. She was waiting for Willy to realize that she was hovering right over his loins. She expected him to place his hand behind her blonde head and push her down onto his cock--and this time, unlike in the past, Julie was not going to turn her face away.
But Willy didn't realize this.
"C'mon, damn it, pull my prick," he snarled, jerking up and driving his cock through her fist.
She could feel the rock-hard cock throb in her palm. She had jerked him off a lot and now her fist began to move up and down in the usual stroking motion, slowly and steadily, waiting for him to make his pleading request that she suck him.
"Willy, darling--" she whispered, hovering so close that she knew he must feel her hot breath waft onto his cockhead as she spoke.
The cock-hungry teenager was only waiting for the slightest encouragement. All that Willy had to do was ask her to take it in her mouth or coax her head down with the gentlest of pushes.
Frigging his cockstalk, she blew on the glowing tip.
But still the foolish boy failed to understand.
He saw only what he expected to see--a handjob in progress. The fact that his nubile girlfriend was blowing on his cockhead as if it were a smoldering ember she wanted to make burst into flames did not register. He thought that if he asked her for a blowjob she would decline--unlike Vicky Walsh--and it would only anger and frustrate him. Resigned to a jerk off, Willy was going to settle for one.
He began to fuck through her fist, heaving his ass up from the car seat. His balls were so full that they were rolling at the hilt of his prick, rather than swinging. Julie's mouth was only inches from his cockhead, drooling and panting for that succulent cock slab. But the shy girl just couldn't bring herself to take the initiative--to start blowing him without being coaxed.
Her fist flew easily up and down his cockshaft. As she pulled up, his foreskin curled over the ledge behind his cockknob and as she pumped down towards his balls, that huge cockhead flared out and throbbed. Pre-cum was oozing steadily out from his open pisshole, slathering the purple meat of his cockknob like whipped cream on a fat plum. Gooey ribbons of the stuff trickled down his shaft, lubricating her handstrokes.
She could tell from the way his prick was hammering that he was going to shoot his wad soon.
Ask me, Willy--ask me to suck it--she silently urged him, glancing up at his face, wanting him to see the hungry longing in her own expression.
But his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back on the headrest, face turned upwards. Julie whimpered and looked down at his throbbing cockmeat again.
A thick glob of preliminary spunk slid from his pisshole. Sluggish as quicksilver, the thick stuff ran down the slope of his wedge shaped cockknob and dribbled onto the web between her thumb and forefinger. Her fist pumped fluidly as she frigged the oily cockstalk.
Oh! How she longed for a mouthful! And then it was too late.
Willy gasped and jerked spasmodically, slamming his ass up from the seat, his whole body bridging. His balls burst as Julie's fist pumped down and she felt his cockshaft pulse. Then his jism exploded in a creamy deluge, spurting heavily from his flaring cockhead. The hot, thick slime skimmed over her cheek and splattered on her chin. It felt as heavy as melted lead as it slimed from his cockhead.
Gasping, Julie jerked up and down frantically, milking him with steady strokes. A spurt hit her lower lip and another splashed onto her cheekbone. She could feel his prick ripple as the stuff came rushing up from his balls. She moaned and pumped away, emptying Willy's balls in spurt after spurt.
The boy gasped and slumped against the seat.
His prick stopped squirting. Julie kept on frigging, pumping out the last dregs from his pisshole.
Willy groaned and his cock began to soften and shrink in Julie's stroking fist.
He still hadn't looked down and hadn't seen how close her face had been, nor that her chin and cheeks and lower lip were slimy with his spunk. If he had, he would have realized that Julie was willing and eager to swallow spunk.
But he didn't, and the moment was lost.
"Thanks, baby," he grunted.
Julie leaned back, gazing at him. His prick was all soaking with cum and she would gladly have sucked that yummy cream from his cockmeat. But Willy pulled a handkerchief from his hip pocket and began to mop up his spunk.
Julie felt a surge of anger. How could the boy have been so thoughtless, so selfish? Suddenly ashamed of her own raging cock hunger, she turned her face away and wiped the slime from her chin and cheeks. Her tongue licked up the frothy goo from her lips and she whimpered as the succulence of it registered on her tastebuds, whetting her appetite for the full load--the load that had been wasted.
Her anger faded immediately as she tasted that yummy jism. She turned back and snuggled up to Willy. If she got him hard again, she was going to suck his next load off whether he asked her to or not.
"Why don't you finger-fuck me now, Willy?" she purred in his ear, rubbing her tits against his shoulder. "Make me cream and then I'll jerk you off again. Or--"
Julie had been about to come right out with it, offering to blow him.
But Willy said, "Naw--I wanna have an early night."
And as Julie stared at him in disbelief, Willy tucked his limp prick back in his jeans and zippered his fly up. Then he turned the key and started the car. He refused to look at her. With both hands on the steering wheel and his eyes on the road, they drove from the lover's lane. Julie just sat there, staring at him, dumbfounded.
She was furious and she was frustrated.
She hadn't even gotten her pussy fingered!
Her outrage was struggling with her horniness. One part of her mind told her to just haul his prick out while he drove along--to start sucking on it without saying a word. She knew damned well that would change his mind. But another part of her own mind told her that Willy was a selfish bastard and that he didn't deserve a blowjob--no matter how hungry she was for a mouthful.
They drove on in silence until Willy pulled up at the curb in front of Julie's house.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow," she said.
"Yeah. Maybe. I might be busy," he said.
The handjob had been nice and he had decided not to actually break up with Julie until he was certain that he could make it with Vicky Walsh. He was going to play it cool.
But Julie was furious again.
"Well, fuck you!" she snapped.
She stormed out of the car and, ass switching, pussy simmering neglected between her sleek thighs, the girl walked on up to the house--
And caught her Mom blowing the dog!
CHAPTER THREE
Julie ran up the stairs and down the hallway to her bedroom, her heart pounding with more than the exertion of her movement. She closed the door behind her, not thinking to lock it, and stood with her back against it for a moment, panting. She was remembering how the dog's cockhead had flared in her mother's lips and how the doggy cum had bubbled from the woman's mouth and run down her trembling chin. She recalled how Barbara's slender throat had pulsed so delicately as she swallowed the hot, thick stuff.
Julie wasn't wondering if it were right or wrong, only a little naughty or really wicked. She was only thinking about how delicious that meat had looked and how succulent the thick jism looked as it creamed out.
Barbara had obviously been enjoying that mouthful before Julie arrived and even after, although she had been blushing, it was evident from her expression and her continuing enthusiasm that she had savored the cock feast.
Julie had been all set to suck her first prick that evening, herself, and more than anything else, in the heated moment, she envied her Mom the doggy delicacy.
If a girl was going to give head, Julie could see a lot of benefits in giving it to a dog. The brutes were wildly enthusiastic and appreciative and they shot out a whole lot of spunk and, best of all, they couldn't talk. A hungry teenager could suck herself silly on a dog prick and not have to worry about having the dumb brute blab about it and ruin her reputation or, as they did with naughty Vicky Walsh, scribble the news on public toilet wails.
Lucky Mom, she thought.
She didn't feel disgusted at all.
Stepping into the room, the door unlocked behind her, Julie quickly stripped her clothing off. Her panties were so sodden that the crotchband stuck to her crotch as if it had been glued to her gash and made a moist slurping sound when she pulled the panties away.
Naked, she posed in front of the full-length looking glass for a moment, admiring her nubile charms as a visual prelude to the handjob she burned for. Her face was adorable, with big cobalt-blue eyes and a tiny, upturned nose and a few freckles scattered across her cheeks. Her body was trim and firm, with plump tits that stood upright without needing support, capped by rosy nipple tips which, at the moment, were stiff and swollen and pleasantly tingling.
Her cunt mound was a golden filigree of blonde curls spreading wide on her lower belly and dipping down into the vee of her crotch, where her pussy simmered and flowed.
She parted her lips into an oval and stared at the reflection, imagining a prick fitted in that sucking cunt slot. She licked her lips moistly and made believe that her own frothy saliva was hot doggy cum.
She cupped her tits, lifting and pressing the inner globes together into deep cleavage. Her thumbs whipped against the taut tit tips, making them throb and flush to a darker shade of rosy red, as though blushing with shame, but a defiant shame, for the saucy tit buds stood up proudly.
Squirming, she dipped at the knees and parted her thighs so that she could see her cunt in the mirror. She was amazed at how juicy she had become. Her pink cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy flower and her open cuntslot was flooded with pearly pussy nectar. Her clit was sticking out like a little log in a swamp.
She ran her hand down the gentle slope of her belly and her fingertips twined in her pubic bush. Resting the heel of her hand on the shelf of her mount of Venus, she let her fingers dip into her crotch. She gently stroked her clit and traced along her unfolded cuntlips, shuddering at the sensation that raced through her loins.
Turning, she looked back over her shoulder, admiring her trim and well-shaped ass as she shot her hips out from side to side and ground her cunt gash against her caressing hand. Her thighs rippled as she slid up and down. Cunt cream was pouring from her cuntslot by this time. It ran down her inner thighs in ribbons, like strands of pearls.
She spread the cheeks of her ass open and bent over, looking at the tight brown bud of her asshole, wanting to admire every bit of her nubile body. Her tits swung heavily as she leaned over. More girl juice bubbled from her pussy, lathering her crotch.
Bending lower, she gazed at the reflection of her pussy from behind, under the spread globes of her ass cheeks, watching the nectar well up in her pussy slot. Cuntjuice looked every bit as delicious as jism did, she thought, although, not being a lesbian, she couldn't imagine why that should be. The innocent virgin didn't realize, yet, that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to be a cuntlapper...
She stood up and moved away from the mirror, flopping down on her bed to enjoy a long, leisurely pussy frigging, followed by the creamy culmination that would soothe her burning loins with the oily flow of her cumming.
From the bed, she could still see herself in the mirror. She raised her knees and spread her thighs, watching a silvery ribbon of pussy nectar slide slowly from her cunt slot and down her crotch to seep into the tight crack of her ass. She trembled at the sight and the sensation. Her nipples shot out like little pink rockets and her love bud stiffened into a swollen, tingling nugget of sensitive flesh.
Julie licked her fingers. She could taste the faint hint of Willy's fuckjuice on them. She bunched her fingers together and pushed them in and out of her lips, sucking on them as if they were a prick, and wishing that they were. The congealed residue of Willy's cumming liquefied again in the heat of her mouth, tantalizing her tongue.
But the girl had to admit that Willy's spunk hadn't been as thick and creamy as the doggy cum that she had watched her mother swallow.
She kneaded her firm tits and pulled at the taut tips, rolling those rosy nubs with her saliva wet fingers. As her nipples swelled in her fingers, her clit swelled, as well, as if the stiff buds were connected by some sexual clockwork. She pulled a tit nub out and her clit flared. More cream juiced from her unfurled cuntslot.
The teenager's mind was as fevered as her body. She thought about how Willy's prick had spewed out his fuckjuice as she hovered over the purple cockknob, ever so willing to turn the handjob into a blowjob.
Then her thoughts shifted to her mother and the German shepherd. Was it the first time that Mom had sucked the doggy off or did she make a habit of it? she wondered--turned on by the thought that maybe her voluptuous mother had been blowing the dog for a long time, having a sort of affair between the species. Jeez, maybe she even lets the big, hairy son of a bitch fuck her! she thought.
Was a girl still a virgin if a doggy fucked her cunt? she speculated, with her own cherry in mind. Maybe a girl could have all the animal prick she wanted and still remain a virgin until a guy fucked her. The idea presented some very interesting considerations to the girl who, despite being cherry, had a very hot cunt.
She slid both hands down and dipped them into her crotch. She slid her fingers around, then brought them back up and pulled at her nipples again, working the cuntjuice in to the stiff tit buttons.
She licked her hands, puzzled but pleased at how yummy her pussy nectar tasted. Sucking a cunt would be perverted, she figured, but would it be fun, too?
She began to finger-fuck herself gently and slowly, wanting to make it last. She alternated hands, sucking the fingers of one while she frigged into her fuckhole with the other, then switching. One hand dipped into her pussy, all glistening with her saliva and the other pushed past her parted lips all soaking with her cuntjuice.
The two ends of her body felt interchangeable. She slid her bunched fingers into the oval of her mouth, frigging in and out as if finger-fucking a cunt while her cunt sucked on her other hand just like a hungry mouth. Her mouth salivated and her pussy juiced. Her tingling tongue felt as hot and sensitive as her pulsing clit.
She slipped a hand down through her crotch and nudged a fingertip into her tight little asshole, hiking her ass up and squirming. She drew her finger up through the crack of her ass, all slippery where the overflow from her cunt had seeped in to that smooth crevice. She licked her fingers, flavored from her ass, then jammed them back into her cunthole. She was shuddering and panting like a steam engine now, her cumming rushing towards the creamy crest.
Unable to delay it any longer, Julie began to work on her seething pussy with both hands. She spread the cunt folds open with her left hand and finger-fucked in and out of her tunnel of lust with her right hand, all four fingers clustered together to simulate a cock. Then she began to rub her frenzied clit bud with her left hand.
Stimulating her clit and her cunthole at the same time, she thrashed about on the bed. Her ass and hips churned in a fucking motion. Her mouth still sucked, although it was empty now. Her eyes were narrowed, glowing like smoldering cobalt, the long, silken flashes fluttering in a web over the blue orbs.
A wave of sensuality rippled across her slim belly.
Other waves came rushing up her thighs like electric currents, spreading out in her loins. She cried out with the thrill of it. Each wave came faster upon the one before, and higher, starting to merge into one creamy crest.
Julie was just about to cum.
Then her mother walked in...
CHAPTER FOUR
After Julie had rushed from the room, Barbara sat on the floor for awhile, wondering what to do. The succulence of dog jism still tingled on her tastebuds. Barbara was troubled and dismayed because her little girl had caught her sucking the German shepherd off, but she was also hot and horny. Usually after she had given the doggy a blowjob, she coaxed him into returning the favor. She adored the dog's big, heavy red tongue and loved the enthusiastic fashion in which he slapped the agile lapper into her fuckslot and slurped over her clit.
She eyed the doggy.
His prick had retracted and his balls were slack, but his nimble tongue was still hanging from his jaw and his black nose twitched and flared as he inhaled the fragrance of pussy perfume drifting from between her lush thighs. All she had to do was call the dumb brute and she knew that he would come trotting over, wagging his tail, and as soon as he jammed his muzzle into her groin his tongue would start to wag a lot faster than his tail and Barbara could enjoy a lovely creaming on that flashing cuntlapper.
The thought was more than pleasant.
But what about Julie? Barbara knew that she would have to talk to the girl, to try to explain things as best she could. Also, she was afraid that the girl might come back downstairs. She didn't want to be caught doing naughty things with the doggy again--not, at least, until she had tried to justify her behavior to Julie.
Summoning up her courage for the confrontation, Barbara got up. As she stood, heavy streams of cuntjuice poured like a watershed down her thighs and she could feel her stiff clit bob and ripple in the flow. She glanced toward the dog again, sorely tempted. But she figured she would enjoy his tongue even more after she had settled things with her daughter and could relax on the brute's head.
The dog watched her leave the room, her hot, excited aroma trailing behind her. He looked puzzled and disappointed. Then, with a doggy shrug, he curled up on the floor and went to sleep, dreaming his doggy dreams, while his potent scumbags began to fill up again.
Barbara paused outside Julie's bedroom door, steeling herself for the embarrassing interview ahead of her. Then she frowned slightly, as she heard the bedsprings squeaking and the girl moaning and panting. Was she sobbing out of shame because her mother was a dog sucker? Barbara cocked her head, listening. Then she began to smile. Those sounds were not sobs of grief and bitter disillusionment--far from it.
Barbara knew damned well what sounds a girl made when she was starting to cream.
If her sexy little daughter had reacted by getting horny, instead of being disgusted, Barbara figured that maybe the situation wasn't so embarrassing, after all.
Barbara walked into the room.
Julie was just about to cum, hovering just below the crest. She gasped when her mother came in, and began blushing. Her hands, having fallen into the rhythm, continued to frig on her pussy for a moment, of their own accord. Then, realizing what she was still doing, the girl forced her hands to halt that caress. She cupped them both over her crotch, trying to conceal the juicy evidence of her soaking cuntslot.
Barbara crossed over and sat down on the edge of the bed, beside her daughter's hip. Her smile seemed to plead for forgiveness and understanding. But she reached out and cupped one hand over Julie's hands.
"Are you angry, dear?" she asked.
Julie shook her head. Having been caught finger-fucking herself, the girl was more concerned with her own embarrassment than with her mother's.
"I'd better explain," Barbara said.
"It's okay, Mom, You don't have to--"
"Daddy knows about the doggy," Barbara went on.
Julie blinked in surprise.
"Does he?" she breathed, finding it remarkable.
"Um-hum. In fact, it was his idea." Barbara paused, to let that information sink in. "You see, because Daddy travels a lot and I'm left home alone, he was afraid that I might have an affair--take a lover--you know... He knows I need a lot of sex and he didn't want me to have a boyfriend or to go out looking for one-night stands in bars. So he bought me the nice doggy, instead." She gave a little shrug. "He encouraged me to do it and, well, it's fun. It keeps me faithful to your father and also keeps me satisfied."
Julie was looking disbelieving and intrigued.
"Cheating with a dog doesn't count," Barbara added.
Julie wondered again if fucking with a dog took away a girl's virginity, but she didn't dare to ask.
"Or with a girl," Barbara said, as a sort of afterthought, giving her own nubile little girl a suggestive and contemplative sort of look.
Her hand, on Julie's hands, squeezed gently.
"A-a girl?" Julie stammered.
"Girls can have fun together," Barbara said.
"You mean--like lesbians?" Julie quavered.
"Well, no. I'm certainly not a lesbian, dear. But girls can do each other lovely favors."
Julie could hardly believe what she was hearing, yet she remembered how delicious her pussy juice tasted when she licked her frigging fingers and she began to see that she had a whole lot to learn about sex.
"I see, I guess." she murmured, blushing again, as her mother peered at her so strangely.
Barbara squeezed Julie's hands again, in a caress that was more than maternal. Her eyes shifted as she gazed up and down the teenager's nubile body. Under normal circumstances, this situation would never have arisen, of course. But Barbara was hot and horny from blowing the doggy and her daughter was sizzling because her handjob had been interrupted and things were not very normal, at all.
Barbara gently drew Julie's hand out of her crotch.
Then her own hand returned, cupped on the girl's soaking pussy. She stared into Julie's eyes, ready to break off the contact at the least sign of reluctance on the girl's part. But Julie stared back at her, looking fascinated. Her pussy was wet and steaming hot.
Barbara began to rub Julie's cunt.
She had interrupted the girl's handjob--it seemed only right that she finish it for her.
"Don't say anything, dear," she whispered, her voice all husky with passion.
Julie was far too stunned to say anything, anyhow. This just couldn't be happening! Her mother couldn't be frigging her cunt! Was this some bizarre dream? Yet the caress of that hand was very, very real. Julie's hips began to stir and shift under that loving stimulation.
Julie suddenly realized that she was pumping her loins in a fucking movement and she stopped moving for a moment, but then her ass began to grind again. How could she not react to that skillful fondling?
"Nice?" Barbara breathed.
"Ooooo oh, yes!" the girl wailed.
Barbara traced her fingertips up her daughter's rippling pussy lips and brushed them against her clit. She slid two fingers up into Julie's fuck tunnel, wriggling them around inside the tight, clinging pussy walls. She added a third finger, frigging in with slow, steady strokes. Her wrist tilted and she finger-fucked in knuckle deep. As she stuffed the girl's fuckhole, her thumb whipped against her clit.
Julie moaned. Her cunt muscles began to pull and suck on her mother's fingers and her clit flared explosively against her shifting thumb.
Julie's whole lithe body was vibrating spasmodically. She arched her slender back, thrusting her plump tits up. Her trim ass bucked and jerked and her hips pumped as she ground her cunt gash on her mother's hand.
"Oooooh, Mom!" she gurgled.
Julie gazed down longingly at that sleek, nubile young body. Her eyes glowed and her tongue slid sinuously across her damp lips. She had only intended to frig Julie off, to finish the handjob that the girl had started on her own, but now her lustful nature was taking control. She knew that she might regret it, afterwards, but the horny woman was helpless in the grip of her desire.
She bent down and flicked her tongue against a stiff, swollen tit tip. Julie whimpered. Barbara looked up, searching her daughter's face. That face was twisted by lust, showing no sign of reluctance. Barbara sighed and sucked a nipple into her lips.
"Ummmmm," she purred, as she suckled.
Julie stared down, seeing her mother's lovely face nuzzling her sensitive tits, just as she, as an infant, had nursed on Barbara's fat tit. It was kinky, she knew, but it felt much too good to worry about that.
Julie arched, heaving her tits up, welcoming the woman's loving lips and flashing tongue. Barbara sighed, shifting her face from side to side, mouthing the tit tips in turn. Her tongue curled around the plump tit mounds, then flattened and slurped moistly up through the girl's deep cleavage.
As she sucked those sweet tits, her hand continued to finger-fuck Julie's cherry pussy and her thumb swept against her explosive clit. The juicy, seething feel of the girl's cherry cunt was driving Barbara crazy. She whimpered and slobbered on Julie's tits.
Then she began to move down.
The last vestiges of inhibition had melted away in the raging inferno of Barbara's desire. The woman was driven by lust. She was so hot and hungry that she thought that her tongue was going to melt.
She kissed and licked down Julie's trembling belly.
Her tongue rustled through the girl's golden cunt bush like a moist, pink rodent scurrying through a sunlit thicket. Saliva drooled out, tangling the curly tresses.
"What--what are--" Julie gasped.
"Shhhhh," Barbara breathed. With her chin on Julie's cunt mound, she gazed up into her face, past the upthrust slopes of her tits. Her lips smiled, then nuzzled into the girl's pussy mound. Julie shuddered and whimpered. Her mind reeled, dazed by desire. Her thighs parted of their own accord and she hiked her ass up from the bed, tilting her cunt up like a delicacy served on a hairy platter.
Barbara slid lower and began to lap up the insides of her daughter's unblemished thighs.
She tongued up to the crease where Julie's slender, shapely leg joined her body and ran her lapper up that junction, slurping parallel with Julie's cunt gash but not making contact yet.
Turning her radiant face, Barbara stared right into her daughter's cherry fuckhole, licking her lips hungrily. She could feel the intense heat radiating from Julie's open pussy slot. She inhaled the compelling fragrance of steaming pussy meat and smoldering girl juice.
Her tongue shot out and Barbara licked up Julie's unpeeled cuntlips. Julie squealed and Barbara sighed. She licked at the girl's clit, then dipped her tongue up into the flooded cunt slot, stabbing in and out.
Barbara's lapper whipped into Julie's cunt gash, then flipped out and ran over her explosive clit. Julie's cherry juices drenched her mother's tongue and bubbled on her lips. She spooned out a tongueful, savoring the delicate flavor and aroma of virgin cunt cream.
Ducking down, Barbara began to lick long strokes. Her eager tongue flicked into the crack of Julie's uptilted ass and slurped on up, dragging through her gooey cunt slot and over her clit and flipping on into her curly cunt bush. She lapped the creamy seepage from between the girl's ass cheeks, then whipped more from her melting pussy slot. Julie's cunt was like a steaming swamp by this time. Her clit jumped out like a fleshy spring, vibrant and throbbing. Julie jerked, gasping, as her mother's tongue hit her explosive clit button.
Barbara cupped her hands under the trim cheeks of Julie's ass, lifting the girl's limber loins higher, as if her cunt were an overflowing goblet ready to be drained. The cunt-hungry woman clamped her lips onto Julie's brimming pussy slot like a suction cup on a drain. She sucked greedily and her mouth filled with girl juice.
Her head turned from side to side as she ground her lips on Julie's cunt gash and her tongue shot up her hole, French kissing her pussy like a bearded mouth.
"Ummmmm--ummmm--ahhhhh," Barbara whimpered, as she plastered her lips on that oozing cunt slot, sucking with rapture. She wiped her face around, drenching herself from chin to forehead with pearly pussy nectar. She spooned the sweet slime out with her lapper and sucked it out with her lips.
The flow was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as the girl neared the crest and her cuntjuice began to turn into steaming girl cum.
Julie clamped her slim thighs around her mother's head in a velvet vise. She watched the top of that tawny head grind around in her vee. Then she threw her legs wide open again, giving the cuntlapping woman free rein to wallow around in her widespread groin.
Julie's belly pumped up as she frigged her cunt on her mother's face. Her clit was going off like a stick of dynamite and her cunt core was melting.
"Cum--cum--cum," Barbara panted.
"Cumming--cumming--" Julie cried, as the lashing waves blended into one peak and her cum-cream came gushing in a deluge from her pussy.
Barbara sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.
Julie jerked violently each time another creamy torrent poured from her cunt gash. She could hear her cunt squish and hear her mother swallow. Her cumming seemed eternal. The frenzied teenager thrashed about wildly, churning and bucking and jolting as the sexual waves rushed through her loins and more of her steaming girl spunk gushed out.
The final, highest crest exploded and Julie fairly screamed with the thrill of it. Then, drained, she slumped back along the bed, spread-eagled and panting. She stared down, with a dreamy smile on her contented face. Her mother had sucked her off! She could hardly believe it.
But Barbara was still hungrily mouthing her pussy, tonguing out the last precious flow and making sure that she had worked off every last spasm of the girl's joy.
At last she lay still, her mouth still plastered to her daughter's cunt, as if they had been glued together by a sticky paste of saliva and cunt cum.
Julie, happy and smiling, was waiting for her mother to raise her head.
She wanted to tell her how much she had loved being sucked, and offer to suck Barbara off, in turn.
But now Barbara, her hunger slaked, was suffering terrible misgivings about what she had done. She knew that her daughter had enjoyed it--her tongue and lips still tingled with the creamy evidence of that--but she thought that now that her cunt had been milked and cooled, Julie might feel ashamed and guilty about what they had done.
She kept her face buried in Julie's groin like an ostrich hiding its head in the sand.
Julie stirred, gently rubbing against that face.
Barbara couldn't stay there forever. When she drew away, her lips made a moist, suction sound as they pulled off Julie's gooey cunt gash. Barbara looked up, her face all slathered with cunt cream and her jaws dripping.
Julie was still smiling blissfully.
But Barbara, filled by her own sense of deep shame and depravity at having given head to her own teenaged daughter, misread that happy smile. She thought that the girl was mocking her and scorning her, that it was a smile of amused contempt. Barbara turned away, trembling, deeply ashamed at what her cunt hunger had made her do.
Julie reached out eagerly, wanting to caress the woman, wanting to suckle on her cunt more voraciously than she had ever suckled on her nursing nipples.
"Mom," she whispered, letting the pink tip of her willing tongue slip from her lips.
"Don't--don't say anything!" Barbara wailed.
She jumped up from the bed and, without looking back, failing to see her daughter's eager desire, she hurried from the bedroom. Julie frowned, puzzled and disappointed.
With her cunt so nicely sucked, Julie was hungry for a snack of her own.
Naturally, she thought about the dog...
CHAPTER FIVE
It was unfortunate for both of them that Barbara hadn't realized that her daughter was hungry for pussy, because now that her hot tongue had been so nicely juiced, Barbara's cunt was smoldering like a volcano.
She walked into the front room and stared thoughtfully at the German shepherd. The brute was sleeping but, she saw, his cumbags had inflated again. She hesitated, squeezing her pussy and thinking about how nice it would feel to have the dog's fat lapper whipping into her cunt gash and stirring her to a foaming climax.
But, already mortified by the naughty things that she had done, Barbara didn't want her daughter to come down and find her fooling with the dog again.
The oversexed woman sighed.
She would simply have to go out and find some horny guy to give her a fuck, she decided. She hated to cheat on her husband and she hadn't been unfaithful to him in ages--not since he had bought her the German shepherd and given her permission to sleep with other women--but this evening the circumstances were unique. She guessed that her tolerant husband would understand, especially if she contritely confessed and gave him all the juicy details.
She began to brighten at the thought of getting picked up and laid by some handsome stranger, keeping it purely physical and without any emotional entanglements--treating him much like a doggy, in fact.
She grinned. Hell, maybe she could even manage to find a stray doggy, instead, she thought. The utter depravity of seducing a strange dog tickled her fancy.
But, man or dog, any prick would do, she figured, as she hurried out on her sordid search.
As it turned out, she got both...
Julie heard the front door close and sat there looking very unhappy. Didn't her mom like to get tongue-fucked? she wondered. Maybe she just liked to give head and didn't like to have the favor returned. Or maybe she just hadn't understood that Julie was willing--more than willing, desperate--to gobble her cunt gash.
Whatever the reason, Julie was left alone, with her tongue throbbing for a hot pussy.
The virgin teenager was determined to eat a pussy at the first chance she got and if her mother wasn't going to supply it she would just have to find one of her sexy girlfriends at school who was game for some cuntlapping.
But that did her no good at the moment.
Then her thoughts turned to the doggy. She was drooling for cunt, but she remembered how delicious that swollen dog prick had looked as it spurted its thick slime into her mother's mouth and she recalled how disappointed she had been when Willy had shot his wad on a handjob, leaving her gasping. The idea of a mouthful of dog cock thrilled her--and again she wondered if a doggy could take a girl's virginity, too?
Her mother had gone out. Julie was alone in the house with the doggy and the opportunity seemed much too good to pass up. It was really naughty, of course, but that only added to the thrill of it and to the charm of depravity. And it would be her secret sin, unless she chose to tell anyone, because the dog sure as hell couldn't blab about it.
Grinning with lascivious desire, the naked teenager got up from the rumpled bed and went down to find the dog.
The dog knew she was coming.
His peaceful slumber had been disturbed before, when Barbara stood indecisively in the room and the succulence of her smoldering pussy had woven its perfume into the dog's dreams. He had been dreaming about chasing bleating sheep and playfully nipping the fleecy ewes on their fluffy asses and as he inhaled the perfume of pussy, his slumbering thoughts changed and his prick began to stiffen.
By the time that Barbara left the house the doggy was still asleep but his dreams had shifted from frolicking sheep to succulent pussy and from thoughts of jocular nipping to vigorous tongue slurping.
His prick had become hard as a crowbar and the slick red knob was squeezed out from the long, shaggy sheath while his balls had swollen at the hilt.
Then his eyes opened and he blinked and rumbled deep in his throat as his nostrils were rewarded by the aroma of yet another tasty cunt, rapidly drawing closer. He sniffed and whined. Being only a dumb animal, he probably had no idea of chastity or virginity, but his sensitive snout easily differentiated between the scent of Barbara's well-fucked cunthole and the cherry succulence of Julie's tender, juicy fuckhole.
He got stiffly to his feet, his big prick swinging across his loins, as the girl came into the room, naked and glowing, her compelling juice streaming heavily and cloyingly out from between her slender thighs.
Julie squealed happily when she saw that the German shepherd was ready and rampant. Her legs felt shaky and she moved to the couch and sat down. The doggy came trotting eagerly across the room, wagging his tail. His heavy cock swayed with every stride.
He had learned his new tricks well--he wasn't, after all, a very old doggy--and since he had already had his blowjob he figured it was time, in the normal sequence of such affairs, for a doggy snack.
Julie was sitting with her legs apart and the brute began to lick up the insides of her thighs, following his snout towards the delicious perfume that was wafting so pungently from the vee between them.
The girl grinned and slid her ass down to the very edge of the couch, hiking her crotch up temptingly. The dog began to lap at her foaming pussy with bestial enthusiasm, whining and whimpering and yelping.
She knew that her naughty mother must have trained the brute to lap pussy and that idea thrilled her almost as much as the action of his obedient lapper. His meaty tongue slab was slapping right up into her open fuckslot and dragging against her fiery clit, making her shudder.
Julie sighed and jerked her cunt against his hairy muzzle. She was enjoying his oral attentions and knew it would be a real kick to flood a doggy tongue with her cum juice. But her greedy cunt-munching mother had already given the sexy teenage a lovely tongue-fucking and, good as the dog's lapper felt, Julie was interested in other pleasures.
She let him slurp away for a few happy minutes, then reached down and grasped him by the collar. She hauled the heavy beast up. He sprang onto the couch, one forepaw planted on either side of her squirming hips and his hindlegs braced firmly on the floor. His prick was looming out, angled over her belly, the naked knob poised above her tits.
Julia gazed hungrily at the angry red meat of the German shepherd's flaring cockhead. Her lips twisted and her tongue fluttered about. She had been all prepared to suck her boyfriend's cock and had even practiced the mouthing movements before and now she thought that the dog's massive cock slab looked even more succulent than Willy's prick had.
She reached out and held the dog's balls, fondling them, thrilled at the way his hard balls jiggled about inside those fat, bloated bags.
Her hand moved up and she closed her fist around the rock-hard hilt of his cockshaft. The prick throbbed delightfully as she squeezed. But she didn't stroke him. She had learned her lesson with her boyfriend and she was not about to risk jerking the dog off prematurely.
Tilting her wrist, she tapped his swollen cockknob against her tits and brushed it on her nipples, then nudged it into the smooth tunnel between her fat tits.
Cleavage was no mystery to the dog. He yelped and humped, fucking through her tit tunnel. Julie moaned. It felt really wonderful to have an iron-hard, hairy cock sliding up and down between her tits.
His cockhead squeezed from that smooth crack and ran on up her breastbone. The cockknob nudged into the gently fluttering hollow of her throat. She tilted her head down, rubbing the underside of her jaw against his prick. He pumped again. His pisshole was foaming with pre-cum now, laying a slimy trail in its path as it slid out from her cleavage and ran up to her throat. That cock seepage was so hot and thick and creamy that the oversexed virgin began to whimper with anticipation of having her mouth full of his squirting meat.
Her face lowered and when the brute humped again her tongue pushed out to meet his cockhead when it came squeezing out from between her tits. She laid her lapper under his cockknob and whimpered as the weight and the heat and the gamey flavor sparked on her tastebuds.
A gooey gob of preliminary slime ran onto her tongue like thick white paste. The doggy pulled his prick back and the girl let his jism flow around in her mouth for a moment, then swallowed it like an appetizer, getting hungry for the main course from his swollen cumbags.
The German shepherd fucked her tits happily and Julie tongued his wedge-shaped cockknob each time it came looming up into her lovely, down-turned face. Her nimble tongue flew all over his slick red cockhead. She had never licked a prick before, but she knew just how to do it and she relished every slurp. The dog's cockknob slid down into her cleavage all coated with her slobber and shoved back out from between her tits, dribbling with more foaming pre-spunk.
Julie lapped up the gooey slime greedily, purring and moaning and panting. Her fat tits seemed to swell as she breathed in deeply, inhaling his succulent aroma, as she tasted his meaty cockhead. His balls dragged up her slender belly as he humped, bumping heavily against the underside of her tits. They were full and firm and she drooled on his cockknob as she thought of the sweet cum load they were swollen so full of.
The brute began to growl, baring his teeth and throwing his head back as if about to bay at the moon. His prick was pounding like a jackhammer between her tits and the knob was throbbing and pumping in and out as it emerged to lay like a lump of smoldering iron on her tongue.
Julie guessed he was getting ready to shoot.
She had been enjoying the preliminary licking very much, but drinking his load was going to be even more thrilling and she knew it was time to take that flaring slab of dripping cockmeat into her hungry mouth.
He humped up through her cleavage again and this time Julie met his surging cockknob with parted lips. The fat prick wedge slid into her mouth and the dog tensed like a coiled spring as he felt his hard, dripping cockhead enveloped in the girl's drooling maw. Julie arched her tongue, rubbing the hot lapper against the underside of his cockknob.
It was the first mouthful of cockmeat that Julie had ever had and she whimpered with the joy of it, and looked forward hungrily to milking the brute's fuckjuice off.
The German shepherd, being her insatiable mother's doggy, knew more about blowjobs than the girl did and stood rigid, only his cockhead in her lips, letting her get the taste for it before he began to throw that fat prick to her in a frantic face fuck.
Julie mouthed the naked red slab and purred with cocksucker's pleasure. Doggy cock was gamey and musky and the big cockknob throbbed thrillingly. The girl couldn't see how a human prick could be any tastier than the dog's, although she knew that she would be finding out about that as soon as she got a chance, with Willy or some other lucky guy.
She sucked tentatively and her lapper slid around, bathing his hot prickmeat. She turned her head, winding her lips around on his cock like a juicy washer on a hairy bolt. She blew down his cockstalk, then sucked, experimenting, learning the cocksucking techniques earnestly and eagerly.
The German shepherd whined, his big body angled up and his bushy tail slowly swishing back and forth behind his quivering haunches like a tiger about to spring. He trembled with the bestial impulse to hump her head, yet held steady because she was mouthing his cockknob so pleasantly. Cocking his head, he looked down at her cock-filled face. The dumb brute had never understood why women liked to take pricks in their mouths. Blowjobs were alien to a dog's nature and even French poodles didn't give head.
As she suckled his prick slab, Julie gazed down his rock-hard cockstalk, watching his balls expand as the load she longed for continued to build up. She thrust her tits out and the brute's cumbags lay heavily on the upper slopes.
She pushed the tip of her tongue into his open pisshole and a gooey streak of spunk slid onto the pink meat, causing her to whimper.
She began to bob her head up and down, feeding more of his long cockshaft in each time she ducked down. Now that the girl had begun the classic blowjob action, the German shepherd yelped and began to hump. He fucked into her mouth just as if it were a cunthole, his fat balls swinging up and slapping her under the chin like a weighted blackjack.
"Unghhh," she gasped, as the dog's smoking hot cockhead jammed into the back of her mouth.
Then she purred, "Ummmm--" as he withdrew and she sucked through every precious inch.
The dog woofed. Julie whined. He growled. She gulped. She was panting down his prick, gasping and gurgling, thrilled by the dark knowledge that she was sucking an animal's prick and that she loved it and that she was not going to stop until he had creamed in her mouth. She felt as if her mouth had been designed to suck cocks. How had she ever gone so long without this rapture?
The doggy's spine twisted into an S shape as he pumped his prick steadily into her facial fuckhole. His cockknob drove back to her gullet and she gagged, then whipped out, the hairy cockstalk wet with her slobber.
Julie held the beast by the haunches, pulling his ass toward her as she swallowed down to the root of his long, hairy cockshaft. Her chin brushed his balls. Her lips writhed on the thick hilt, then pulled slowly back up, collaring his prick just behind the flaring cockhead.
Her hand slid behind him and she grasped him by the tail, pulling and stroking as if it were a secondary prick. His tail felt hard and vibrant. She pulled back, dragging his cock from her maw, using his tail like a lever to guide the strokes of his cock into her face.
The big dog was bounding violently now, fucking her face in a frenzy and Julie knew that he was going to get his rocks off at any moment. She moaned in expectation. Her cheeks drew in as she sucked deeply and longingly. Her blonde head turned on the brute's prick, the collar of her lips rotating around his prick like a pliable wheel turned on a stiff axle. She took his cockknob into her cheek, then the other cheek, then jumped her head down and let that fat slab gorge her throat. His slimy cockknob rode over her bridged tongue, dipped into her gullet, then jerked back to the collar of her lips.
So much pre-cum had oozed from the animal's cockhole now that Julie's mouth was flooded with the stuff. She savored some on her tongue. She swallowed some. The sweet slime warmed her belly like a fine brandy.
His prick hissed into her willing mouth and came out with her saliva steaming from the prick. Her head tilted back on his thrusts. His cock was splashing as it hit her soaking tongue, gliding through its seepage and the joyful girl's slippery slobber. His cock meat was even more scrumptious now, getting gamier and tangier as friction heated it and the beast drew near the creamy crest.
"Shoot in my mouth--spunk me--" she gurgled, the words muffled on cock meat and coming out bubbling from her wet lips. Her head flew up and down desperately on his throbbing cock. "C'mon, boy--slime my fucking mouth!" she wailed.
The dog threw his head back and howled.
Heavy as sandbags, his balls whacked on her tits and then slapped under her chin. He plunged in, burying his prick as his cumbags burst.
The first spurt of cockspume shot straight down Julie's throat. She felt the hot, thick jism pour down her gullet without having tasted it. She gulped hungrily and as the dog pulled his prick back he shot a second wad on the rebound. The foaming joyjuice skimmed over Julie's flashing tongue and her tastebuds went crazy. She gasped, feeling as if she were having an orgasm in her mouth, and as if her tongue was exploding like an oral clit. The dog pumped on, hosing her mouth with more fuck juice each time he plunged in.
Cum billowed in creamy clouds from his pisshole, splashing in her cheeks and washing over her lapper. Julie was swallowing as fast as she could, but the brute's load was too much for her. Spunk overflowed her lips and ran down her chin. Fat globs splashed on the upper slopes of her heaving tits and slid into her cleavage.
"Ummmm--ummmm," she moaned, adoring her first drink of hot, thick jism.
She didn't think that potent dog was ever going to stop squirting his cum into her head and she hoped he didn't. With the first swallow, Julie had become a devout and confirmed cum drinker.
"More--please--more--" she whimpered, and the powerful beast fed her more.
Scum rocketed into her maw, hitting the arched roof of her mouth and whitewashing her tonsils. The stuff was coming out in slimy ropes and creamy coils. Julie's tongue was floating about in the stuff like a soft, pink raft bobbling in foaming rapids.
At long last, like some mighty engine running out of fuel, the doggy began to falter.
His fat piston kept plunging in and plugging her mouth, but his strokes became jerky and erratic. He missed a beat, then missed another. Julie's head was still flying up and down on his prick, milking merrily away, determined to suck every last drop from his cock and balls.
The dog whined and his haunches stopped bucking. He stood angled up, his tail drooping and his head down, fat tongue lolling from his jowls. His drained cumbags hung down loose and slack now.
His cock meat was softening and shrinking in Julie's mouth. It gave the girl a sort of reverse thrill to feel that fat cock diminish as she kept sucking on it, knowing that it was going soft and limp now because she had already milked out all the spunk from his balls.
Then, magically, the reduction process stopped, and the dog's cock began to swell and stiffen again!
Julie gasped with delight. She had only hoped for one load from those brutish balls and the prospect of a second cumming excited her to the core.
She continued to suck, thinking that she might milk the dog off again, without for a moment having removed her mouth from his prick. As she slobbered on the swelling cockknob, she gazed down the hairy prick. That cockstalk had bent slightly but now it was snapping back into an iron bar and, at the base, his balls were ballooning.
But then Julie realized that now her cunt was hotter than her mouth had been.
Her hunger for dog cum had been washed away in the beast's tidal flood and as her mouth became satiated, the girl's pussy was heating up in direct proportion.
Should I get him to lap me off? she wondered.
Oh, shit! Should I fuck him?
She trembled at the thought of having that massive prick pounding up her cunthole.
Then the doorbell rang...
CHAPTER SIX
Who the fuck could that be? Julie wondered. It couldn't be her mother. She wouldn't ring the bell. Julie could only think that it must be Willy, come to apologize for his churlish behavior. Still mouthing the mutt's prick meat, she was tempted not to answer the door. The hell with Willy. Who needed him now?
But then, still angry with him for the way he had treated her, the girl had a devilish idea. She was feeling very naughty and wanton and deliciously depraved. She thought that she might open the door, naked, and ask Willy in, and then explain that she was no longer interested in a premature ejaculator like him--and that she preferred the dog!
She might even let Willy watch her suck on the dog's cock for awhile.
It would drive him nuts!
Eyes glowing with a fiendish glee, Julie gave the German shepherd's cockhead a last loving and promising slurp, then pulled her lips off his cockknob. The dog whined and his prick jumped up like a spring, slapping against his belly and spraying off saliva drops.
He tried to hump, pushing his tool back into the girl's mouth, but she turned her head away and his cockhead slid across her cheek, laying a slimy trail.
She kissed the flaring tip, showing the horny brute that she had not lost interest. Then she squirmed out from under him and hurried to the door.
She threw it open wide and stood there, stark naked, dog cum streaking her lips, a challenging look in her eyes, feeling bold and brazen and triumphantly taunting. But it wasn't Willy.
Vicky Walsh stood on the doorstep!
Julie blushed and Vicky blinked at the unexpected sight of a naked, nubile girl confronting her. Then Vicky grinned lewdly. If anyone knew what cum looked like, naughty Vicky did, and she had identified the slimy spunk that was congealing on Julie's lips and down her chin.
"Er--hello, Vicky," Julie said, feeling silly.
She knew that she should excuse herself and put some clothing on. But Vicky's eyes were moving up and down Julie's naked body, showing a definite interest. It felt lovely to have the sexy girl admiring her that way. And Vicky had the worst reputation of any girl in town, so Julie didn't feel she had to act shy or modest with such a well-known tramp. Julie slowly smiled.
"Wanna come in?" she asked, stepping back and holding the door open, and arching her slender back so that her plump, cum-drenched tits thrust out.
Vicky stepped in and Julie closed the door.
"I came to ask you if you and Willy have broken up," Vicky explained, her eyes still shifting all over Julie's adorable body with open interest. "He phoned me and said you had, but I wanted to make sure he was telling the truth before I went out with him. I mean, I'm a real tramp--everyone knows that--but I don't steal other girls' guys."
"Why, that bastard!" Julie said, flaring with renewed anger at her faithless boyfriend.
"But I guess you must have another guy now, huh?" Vicky added, staring at the jism on Julie's lips.
Julie giggled. She had intended to keep it a secret about the doggy, unless maybe she told her mother who was fucked by the same brutish pet, but now she had an urge to confide in sexy Vicky. Julie felt deliciously debased and the idea of confessing her naughtiness thrilled her. Vicky was not the sort of girl to be shocked or disgusted nor, unlike her own friends, would she be liable to write the sordid news on public toilet walls.
Julie Woodstock sucks dog cock!
Julie had to giggle again as she imagined that graffiti inscribed all over town.
"I guess I'm interrupting something, huh?" Vicky was saying. Then, with a gleam in her eyes, she added, "Although it looks like you already finished."
"You can have Willy," Julie said. "He's only an old premature ejaculator, anyhow."
"Yeah? I guess I ain't interested, in that case."
"And I got a better friend, now."
"So I see," Vicky said, grinning.
"Wanna meet him?" Julie asked.
Vicky looked surprised.
"Well--if you want me to," she said.
Usually girls tried to keep their boyfriends well away from Vicky, let alone introducing them. She gave Julie a searching sort of look, wondering what the blonde girl with the reputation as a virgin had in mind?
Julie was looking right back at Vicky, bold as brass... Vicky wasn't naked, but Julie seemed to be undressing her with her eyes.
Vicky automatically thrust her tits out. Her big nipples stood out in twin peaks in her tight sweater. The two teenagers appraised one another thoughtfully. They were nicely contrasted. Julie was blonde and bouncy and Vicky had raven dark hair and a sultry, sensual manner.
Is she as naughty as they say? Julie wondered.
And Vicky was wondering if Julie was a sleeper?
There was a definite tension in the air, a carnal electricity sparking between the girls. Julie's mother had already introduced her to cuntlapping and Vicky was the sort of girl who was game for anything--the kinkier the better.
They smiled with tacit understanding.
Vicky figured that Julie was interested in having a threesome with Vicky and her new boyfriend.
Which was true--as far as it went.
Julie turned, tits bobbing saucily. She motioned for the raven-haired vixen to follow her and, trim ass swinging, led the way to the front room.
The dog woofed a greeting.
His prick was standing out like a heated crowbar. Julie heard Vicky gulp and she turned to judge the girl's reaction to the sordid situation.
"Holy shit!" Vicky cried.
And she smiled with total enthusiasm. "Let's fool around with the doggy first, then we can do each other, okay?" Julie suggested.
"Jeez--and I always thought that you were a prude," Vicky said, with admiration in her voice.
A total slut herself, the girl was deeply impressed and awed by Julie's kinkiness. How come her name was never featured on toilet walls? Vicky wondered, although Vicky was secretly proud that her own inclinations had been posted around the local walls. It paid to advertise, was how she looked at it--and Vicky got a lot of dates with strangers who had read her publicity notices.
Vicky was very, very interested.
"Er--what about your mom?" she asked, thinking that it would be embarrassing, to say the least, if the woman were to catch them cavorting with a canine--and frustrating, too, if she were to interrupt their fun.
"Oh, that's okay," Julie assured her. A really wicked gleam came into her blue eyes. "If Mom comes home and finds us, she'll probably want to join in."
"Oh, wow!" Vicky gasped.
She was overwhelmed by such fantastic and limitless lust, such a variety of vices. Bestiality and incest and lesbianism, all wrapped up in one bundle! It was the stuff of dreams to Vicky, who had often thought about fucking her father as she frigged herself off.
Vicky's mouth began to water and her ever ready pussy started to steam and smolder.
"Why don't you get undressed?" Julie suggested.
Vicky began to strip eagerly. Julie stood back, eyes glowing, watching those suckable charms emerge.
Vicky's nipples were like pink bullets and her cunt mound was a tangled mass of ebony curls spreading wide across her nubile loins. Her cunt slit was open and flowing like a sluggish stream through a midnight forest.
Naked, she stood with one hip shot out and her slim belly tilting upwards. She basked in the heat of Julie's admiration. Cuntjuice spilled down her thighs.
"Ooooh, I wanna suck your cunt, Vicky," Julie rasped, running her tongue across her cummy lips and fluttering it, hinting at the enthusiastic fashion with which her wet lapper would skillfully service Vicky's creamy cunt gash.
"Yeah--yeah--we can suck each other," Vicky moaned, eyes batting, lips slack. "But let's empty the fucking dog's balls first, okay?"
Thrilled by the sight of dog cum on Julie's mouth, Vicky was eager to swallow some of that succulent-looking slime, herself. The girl had drank cum by the bucketful but she had never tasted doggy spunk and she was looking forward to that rare treat.
And dog cum would be even more delicious if she were to suck it out of Julie's cunt!
Julie moved to the couch and sat down, her long legs extended to the floor and her ass perched on the edge. She tilted her crotch up and the dog came trotting over, his head thrusting out and his tongue drooling.
He began to lap Julie's pussy.
His heavy tongue splashed into her cunt gash and cuntjuice sprayed up into her pubic jungle.
"Hey, save some for me, you greedy mutt," Vicky giggled, her own tongue sparking as she watched the animal's lapper delve into Julie's pussy.
The dark-haired girl sat down beside Julie. Julie turned to her and they kissed. Vicky whimpered as she tasted the dog spunk on Julie's lips. They swallowed each other's spit and swapped tongues, lips grinding passionately together. They panted into each other's mouth and the doggy cum, getting fluid again, flowed back and forth.
Dropping her raven-dark head, Vicky tongued the slopes of Julie's tits, lapping up more stray dog slime. She sucked on the taut tit tips, purring as she nursed. When she arched back, Julie ducked down and gave her succulent tits a good sucking in turn. They kissed again, then took turns mouthing each other's plump tits.
The German shepherd kept on slurping away and Julie's pussy began to flood. His lapper was lovely, but Julie had already creamed on a suck--from her mom, of all people--and now she wanted variety. She wanted everything on this memorable and erotic evening of lost innocence.
She grabbed the dog's collar and tugged. He bounded up, straddling her hips. A creature of habit, expecting another blowjob, the brute humped and shoved his steaming cock into Julie's face.
Julie licked the dog's slick cockknob, glancing sideways at Vicky as she did so. Vicky gasped at the sight of the blonde girl's tongue laving the head of the dog's cock. She ducked down to suck some more tit, turning her face so that she could look up and see Julie's mouth working on animal cock meat.
Julie remembered how fiery hot it had made her to see her mother sucking the dog's prick and she knew how it must be making Vicky feel. Vicky looked impressed and overawed and naughty Julie found that she was enjoying licking dog cock even more, now that her shame was witnessed, and that depravity is more thrilling when it's shared.
Julie collared the beast's cockhead in her lips, sucking and slurping and making a lot of moist, juicy sounds on the slick cock meat. She sighed and purred and whimpered, showing Vicky how much she was enjoying a mouthful of dog cock meat. Then she drew her lips away.
The dog's cock felt like a hammer on her tits.
Vicky was nursing on a nipple. She opened her mouth wider and her tongue snaked out, lapping at the underside of the dog's triangular cockhead. Then she sucked it into her mouth and slurped greedily on the fat slab of hot prick meat. Her cheek rested on Julie's tit and the dog's hairy cock stalk dipped into Julie's cleavage as Vicky suckled on his cockknob.
The German shepherd was seething now, and losing control. He fed his cock through Julie's tit tunnel and into Vicky's mouth, then he lurched up and stabbed higher, driving back into Julie's hot maw. As the dog's prick plunged half of its length into the blonde girl's head, his cumbags came dragging up the slopes of her tits. Vicky licked them, savoring the subtle difference between the flavor of ballmeat and cockmeat. The brute jammed into Julie's mouth again. His balls were so hard and full now that they were bouncing off Julie's firm tits and flying up against Vicky's lips.
Vicky ran her mouth up and down the dog's cock stalk, playing it like a flute. His long, thick hot prick ran through her lips as it plunged into Julie's mouth.
"Ulphhh," Julie gulped, as the dog's flaring cockhead shoved back into her throat.
"Ooooh, you gonna milk him, Julie?" Vicky wailed. "You wanna drink his cum again?"
Vicky was feeling hungry for dog cum herself, but it was Julie's doggy and the dark-haired beauty didn't feel entitled to beg for his load, although she was hoping that Julie would graciously share the slime.
But Julie shook her head, her lips shifting around the spindle of the animal's prick, then pulling away.
"I already sucked him off," she gasped. "I want him to fuck my cunt now!"
Vicky squealed with approval.
"Help the fucker get up me!" Julie squealed.
She hiked her ass up and tilted her belly, thrusting her groin up to the angle of frontal fucking. If she had been on her own with the dog, Julie might have gotten down on all fours and let him mount her doggy style, but with Vicky there to assist she had decided to screw the animal human fashion.
Vicky held the dog's prick by the hilt and turned her hand, trying to lever his cockhead down into Julie's smoldering pussy. But the dog's prick was too stiff to bend and, not understanding that there was a juicy cunt awaiting him below, the powerful brute struggled to hump up into Julie's face again. His cock writhed in Vicky's hand.
Vicky figured she would have to coax the brute down to the proper angle. She took his cockhead in her mouth, sucking and running her tongue over the slick tube. The dog yelped and eagerly fed her face. His hairy cock stalk slid through the oval of her lips. Sucking on his cockknob, Vicky lowered her head and the dog went with her, not wanting to lose that hot, wet maw.
His haunches heaved up and the rock-hard lever of his prick lowered, still in her face but aimed at Julie's pussy now. Vicky rested her cheek on Julie's blonde cuntmound then slowly turned her face down, with the dog's prick still in her mouth. Her cock-stuffed lips slid into Julie's crotch.
The German shepherd humped into Vicky's mouth.
He humped again and, with a sigh, Vicky pulled her lips away so that the dog's cockhead skimmed down her chin and wedged into Julie's foaming fuckslot.
Julie gasped as she felt a hot cockhead throbbing in the portals of her pussy for the very first time. The dog stiffened, suddenly becoming aware that his pounding prick was positioned at the gates of her cuntgash. The dumb brute had always been rather confused by blowjobs, although he adored them, but he knew with all his doggy instincts what a cunt was. His big head dropped down, studying the situation. Without being properly mounted on a set of haunches, the dog wasn't quite sure how to proceed with the penetration.
But Vicky was there to guide him.
Still holding the hilt of his cockshaft, she tilted her wrist up and down, stirring his cockknob in Julie's cunt slot like a meaty ladle in a cream bowl. Only the tip was in Julie. The bulging wedge flared in her cunt gash and rubbed over her clit. His angry red cockhead pulsed in her pink cuntlips and a dribble of precum slid from his pisshole, streaking her flowing pussy nectar with a thicker strand of cream.
"Oh! Oooooh! Put him in me!" Julie gasped. "I want all of his cock!"
With her pussy slot plugged by a throbbing cockknob, Julie was wailing with need. Her cunt felt hollow, a void abhorred by her nature.
Vicky slid the dog's cockknob around. Her pretty face ducked down and she began to lick Julie's clit and cuntlips and the animal's slimy cockhead at the same time. Julie jerked violently at this added stimulation.
Vicky flattened her lapper and slurped into Julie's open cunt slot alongside the dog's pounding cockknob. She lapped up the pre-cum out of the pool of girl juice. It lay in a gooey ribbon on her tongue.
Her hand slowly frigged up and down his cock stalk.
Vicky was sorely tempted to jerk the doggy off with only his cockknob in Julie's pussy so that she could see his jism gush out--and gobble it up.
But Julie was thrashing wildly about, desperate to get her fuckhole stuffed. Vicky gave cuntslot and cockhead another slurping tongue lashing, then drew back slightly. Pulling on the dog's cock, she inched him in deeper.
His naked cock crown vanished in Julie's pussy.
"Yeah--yeah--throw it to me!" Julie cried.
Now that his smoking hot cockknob was buried in her cunthole, the German shepherd knew what to do. His haunches bunched with sinew. His hindpaws scrambled on the floor as he braced for the thrust. His tail shot straight out behind him and his flanks heaved. Vicky gave his prick a loving squeeze, then drew her hand away so that she was no longer blocking the full thrust of his cock.
The dog humped and every inch of his rock-hard prick slid into Julie's cherry pussy.
"Ahhhh--" she gurgled.
Her cunt was full, stuffed to the brim. Nothing had ever felt so wonderful. Even a mouthful of dog cock wasn't as thrilling as this cuntful.
The dog held the full penetration for a few moments, savoring the delight of having all of his hot cock buried in soaking pussy and letting Julie whimper to the joy of having her fuckhole filled for the first time.
The brute's cockhead was flaring in the core of her cunt, like a smoldering ember, and his long, hard prick was levering in her tunnel of love, the hairy roots rubbing tantalizingly against her clit.
Julie worked her cunt muscles, experimenting on her first prick load. The inner rings fluttered around the dog's cockshaft, rippling up from root to knob in sequence, as if she were jacking him off with her cunt. Her cuntwalls clamped tightly around him, clinging to the contours of his prick. Her pussy was sucking like a mouth.
The girl churned under the brute, grinding her pussy around on the full penetration. She felt transfixed, spiked by that long prick. She threw her legs up, hooking her smooth thighs around the beast's haunches and locking her heels behind his twitching ass. She held him clamped to the cup of her crotch for a moment, then threw her legs wide apart again, feet pedaling in the air behind his ass.
The doggy began to hump.
Slowly, at first, he drew his prick back until only the knob was stuck in her cuntslot, paused, then fed all of the massive cock back into her loins.
She wailed in rapture as she felt the fiery friction of his sliding cock melting her fuckhole.
He pumped faster, throwing his prick into her cunt with frenzied energy. Julie matched the beast's vitality. Her taut ass ground on the couch, her slim belly pumped, her hips worked like pistons.
A dog was fucking her!
The girl was in ecstasy. She didn't know if she had lost her cherry or not--and didn't give a damn. As the big brute plowed in, she slammed her groin down to meet his thrusts, goring herself on his prick.
The dog's cock fit her so tightly that when he jerked back he was almost pulling her pussy inside out. His hairy cockshaft dragged out and her pink cuntlips distended, clinging to the sliding cock. Then he slammed back in and those pliable lips were stuffed right up inside her fuckslot.
His balls swung in and whacked against the curve of her upthrust ass. His haunches were a hairy blur as he fed it to her faster. Her ass swiveled and spun as she tried to meet the beast's furious pace.
Her lithe body coiled and uncoiled like a spring. She arched her back, then bowed it. Her thighs clamped to him, heels drumming on his ass, then shot open again.
His hairy prick pulled out drenched with cunt cream and streaked with frothy pre-cum, the juices steaming from his prick. Her pussy sucked as if she were swallowing him with her cunt, dragging him balls-deep up her pussy.
Vicky watched, approving but envious. She rubbed her cunt a little, but then jerked her hand away. There was no sense cumming on a handjob when sexy Julie had promised to suck her off afterwards. Neglected for the moment, her pussy overflowed and steamed. Her tongue was throbbing just as urgently as her clit was.
She leaned in to lick around the edges.
Very carefully, tongue flattened, she lapped up each of Julie's split cuntlips, shifting her face from one side of the dog's cock to the other. She fluttered her lapper on Julie's clit and tongued the head of the animal's prick as it was pulling into Julie's soaking slot.
Julie cried out blissfully as the raven-haired tramp's nimble tongue embellished the thrill of the fucking. Vicky had gone tongue-crazy now. She lapped the dog's heavy cumbags and licked his hairy cockstalk as it pulled out, coated with glistening cuntjuice. She wallowed around in Julie's open crotch, mouthing at the coupling. She slid lower and began to run her tongue up the crack of Julie's ass as the blonde girl heaved higher. Pearly girl goo had soaked into that tight crack and Vicky lapped it up greedily.
She twisted agilely under Julie's ass and stabbed her tongue into her shit slot. Then, totally abandoned to lust, Vicky moved behind the humping doggy. She raised his bushy tail with her hand and leaned in to lick his asshole. The dog yelped and thundered away, shoveling his prick into Julie's cunt and ramming his asshole onto Vicky's tongue on the backstroke. Vicky rimmed and reamed, relishing that tangy snack. She slobbered into the tight rim, then sucked her own ass-flavored saliva back into her mouth.
Vicky had never been so hot and horny.
She had never been so naughty before, either, despite her sordid reputation. She had been gangbanged and clusterfucked and sucked cocks and cunts indiscriminately, but reaming out a dog's asshole while he screwed another girl seemed by far the most depraved thing that she had ever done and she whimpered with the joy of it.
The dog's balls were slapping so heavily against Julie's ass now that Vicky knew the beast was going to blow his load at any moment. She gave his shithole a last slurp with her tongue, then moved back into Julie's crotch, eager for the creamy culmination. She licked the brute's bloated cumbags as they swung in and waited for them to spill.
The dog pounded in, feeding his cockmeat to Julie's fuckhole in doggy rapture. Her cunt sucked on his prick as it slid in and out and her clit was explosive against the thick, throbbing cockshaft. Springing off his prancing haunches, he sank his cock to the depths of her lust tunnel, whipped it out, and poured it back in with lightning strokes.
"Cumming--cumming!" Julie wailed.
Her cunt was melting around the dog's cock like a candle around a flaming wick. Her girl juice creamed out from her cuntslot, lathering her groin.
Each time the German shepherd pumped his prick in her he plugged her pussyslot full and more girl cum oozed out. Julie was creaming in blissful abundance.
Then the dog shot his load.
His powerful body jerked and he hammered his prick into her as his balls blew. His haunches shuddered and slammed back on the recoil as his steaming hot slime hosed into her pussy in a deluge.
"Oooooh!" Julie cried, as she felt that hot, thick dog jism rush into her melting cunt.
The dog shot as he plunged in and shot again as he bounced back, spilling slimy ropes of fuckjuice from his cockknob. They flooded up her fuck tunnel to the core. Then his cock came hammering in behind the torrent, riding through the fluids of his own fuckjuice. Her pussy was so wet that the brute's prick was splashing into her now, lanced up her cunt like a torpedo in a swamp.
Julie wailed with the sensation. She felt as if her belly was being inflated, pumped up like a cum-filled balloon by the beast's spurting cock valve.
Dogcum and girlcream swirled through her fuckbox and came dribbling from her cuntslot. Vicky waited eagerly, hungry for that mingled joyjuice.
The German shepherd kept on humping, his slime pouring out endlessly, his balls deflating stroke by stroke as they emptied their load spurt by spurt.
At last he slowed and his fat cock began to bend slightly as he slid it up her cunthole. The brute's lips were curled back from his teeth as if he were smiling. Julie was certainly smiling in her contentment.
And Vicky, too, tried to smile, but couldn't quite manage it. Her lips were trembling too much.
And her tongue had a hard on...
CHAPTER SEVEN
Worried about the repercussions of having sucked her daughter's cunt as well as having been caught blowing the dog, Barbara had been distracted and wasn't concentrating on getting picked up, despite the fact that her cunt was really smoldering as she sat, squirming, on a bar stool. She had drawn her skirt well up her shapely thighs and looked deliberately lascivious and a few guys had sent her drinks, but when she checked them out the bulges in their pants didn't seem too promising. If Barbara was going to be unfaithful to her husband, she wanted to at least find a huge cock with which to enjoy the adultery.
She was in half a mind to forget about it and go home. If Julie was asleep, she could fuck with the dog and if the girl was still awake they might have a little chat and, just maybe, a bit more cuntlapping, as well.
Then a guy came in with a dog.
The man was tall and handsome and the front of his pants was loaded with a heavy prick.
And the dog was a huge Great Dane.
Barbara eyed them, drooling. The dog had curled up on the floor as his master drank a beer. The beast's cock wasn't hard, but even soft it was a massive and impressive hunk of meat looping from his loins.
Barbara twisted toward them and crossed her legs, making sure that her skirt was well up and that the crotchband of her bikini panties showed. But the man didn't seem to notice her obvious availability. He drank his beer and left, with the big dog trotting at his heels.
It was too good to pass up and Barbara left her drink unfinished and followed them out. She caught up with them halfway across the parking lot. She walked on past, swinging her hips lasciviously, then pretended to be fumbling in her handbag for her car keys. As they came closer, she smiled.
"What a nice doggy," she said.
She knelt down and stroked the enormous beast's head, scratching behind his ears and then sliding her hand down his flank. The dog was so muscular that he felt iron-plated. The thought of having his armored prick slamming into her overheated cunt made the woman tremble. She was in no mood to play it coy and she gazed up at the dog's owner flirtatiously.
"Your dog is handsome, and so are you," she said.
He smiled diffidently, cocking his head, slightly puzzled by her approach.
"You're so attractive, yourself," he said, gallantly.
"I know," she said. "I'm horny, too."
He grinned broadly. The promising-looking lump in his pants began to swell.
"I need a fuck," Barbara said.
"Why, I'll be glad to fuck you," he replied.
"Oh, not you. I'm a married woman," Barbara said, with a wicked smile. "I can't let you screw me."
The man looked confused.
"I wanna fuck your dog," she said, making no bones about it. She raised her eyebrows questioningly. The guy gasped and the Great Dane lifted his head, nostrils flaring. "Okay? If you let your doggy fuck my cunt, I'll suck your cock," Barbara added, sliding her tongue across her sensual lips.
Naturally, the gentleman was willing.
His name was Mike and he offered her a drink when they got to his apartment, but Barbara declined. She didn't want to be sociable or to get involved with him, she was far too hot to need to be seduced or to linger over any foreplay--and the only drink she wanted was served on a stick.
She undressed slowly, like a stripteaser.
Mike whipped his own clothing off so furiously that buttons flew off and zippers jammed.
And the Great Dane's cock came jerking up like a crane under his powerful loins.
Naked, Barbara knelt beside the brute. He squirmed around nervously, lapping at her face and tits. The dumb brute had apparently never had sex with a woman and he looked uncertain, but his sensitive nose told him this voluptuous creature was akin to a bitch in heat and his cock and balls were reacting in accord with his bestial instincts.
Barbara fingered his cockknob and stroked up and down his long, thick cockshaft. The mighty beast's prick felt like a rod of steel and his balls looked like dirigibles. Mike stood over them, fascinated. The woman was gorgeous and the Great Dane was a lucky son of a bitch. Mike would have been jealous of his dog, had he not been offered her mouth.
Barbara frigged his prick for a few moments, gazing at the flaring cockknob. She was tempted to suck that meaty slab a bit, but she wasn't sure if Mike would want to stick his cock into her face after his dog's cock had been there. Anyhow, the dog needed no foreplay. That enormous prick was as hard and as hot as a cock can get.
The wanton woman thrust her tits out and rubbed the dog's prick against the tit mounds, nudging it into her cleavage and brushing her nipples with the tip. That cocktip was gooey with seepage now, mercurial slime oozing from the pisshole and coating the angry red slab.
Unable to resist, Barbara licked the spunky tip, glancing up at Mike as she did so.
She needn't have been concerned. He grinned approvingly and his big prick jolted like a jackhammer, standing before his lean belly in a long meaty tower, the prong of his cockknob as high as his breastbone.
Barbara laved the animal's cockhead some more, letting Mike see how skillful her tongue was and anticipate having that mouth working on his cock. Then she drew away, afraid that the Great Dane might abruptly shoot in her face. That was not an unwelcome prospect, of course, since Barbara adored swallowing dog jism, but she wanted his load up her burning pussy now and, besides, she had Mike's handsome cock to suck off. She had convinced herself that taking it in the mouth wasn't exactly being unfaithful to her husband, the way a cuntful would have been.
She kissed the brute's slick cockknob, then spun away and knelt on all fours. Her head was down lower than her ass and her thighs were apart as she knelt in the doggy fucking position. The dog gave a yelp and jammed his snout into her groin from under her upthrust ass. He jerked his head in so enthusiastically that his hairy muzzle dipped right into her fuckhole. Barbara squirmed on his buried jaws, feeling his hot, doggy breath panting inside her pussy.
Groping blindly back behind her ass, she grasped the beast by the collar and tugged. The huge dog's head came out of her cunt with a juicy slurp. He paused for an instant, quivering violently, realizing that the woman's body was presented to him in a very familiar fashion.
The Great Dane jumped up, mounting Barbara's haunches. Her ass sagged under his bulk. His frontpaws clamped tightly around her hips and he clung to her curved ass like a gargoyle mounted on a flying buttress.
The big beast began to hump immediately, once he was mounted, but he missed the mark in his haste. His cockhead rebounded from the backs of her thighs, bounced off her ass, then slithered up through the crack between those firm cheeks. She giggled at the animal's frantic efforts. His cockhead flared in her asshole and she felt spunk ooze into that tiny, puckered bud. Barbara liked it up the shit chute and she rubbed and wriggled against him, but her pussy took precedence at the moment.
She reached back between her thighs and grasped the dog by the hairy cockstalk. The brute stopped humping, sensing that help was at hand. She turned his rock-hard cock down so that the cockhead was aimed at her fuckslot and tugged him closer. His cockknob flared delightfully in her cunt gash.
"C'mon, boy--go fuckies," she urged him.
The Great Dane's burly body tensed, vibrating like a tuning fork. He hauled her back by the hipbones and jammed his loins out savagely. His huge, hairy prick disappeared balls-deep in her pussyhole.
"Fucking hell!" Mike rasped.
He had half-expected that the woman was teasing him--that she wasn't really going to let the doggy fuck her, but had just been using the idea to get Mike excited. Now so much blood rushed into his prick that the man was lightheaded, dizzy with desire for the depraved dog lover.
The Great Dane was desperately trying to hump, shaking and jerking and hauling back on his prick, but Barbara's cunt had clamped on his cock, holding him buried.
She smiled up at Mike.
Then her smile changed and her soft, pliable lips opened into an inviting oval collar.
Mike grunted and knelt before her, moving awkwardly, thrown off balance by the massive weight of his engorged cock and swollen cumbags. He shuffled closer on his knees, his head and shoulders thrown back and his prick looming out towards the blonde woman's lovely, lust crazed face.
Barbara lapped at his cockhead.
Mike moaned as her wet tongue caressed his steaming prick. He held her face between his open hands and very slowly pushed his prick into her willing mouth.
"Ummmmmmmm," she sighed, relishing the succulent cock meat.
His cockhead lay heavily on her tongue and her pliable lips peeled out around his prick.
Pricked head and tail, Barbara gurgled with joy. She let her cunt muscles relax. The Great Dane began to feed the cock to her instantly, hammering his massive prick into her fuckhole. Her ass tilted up as he gorged her, then dropped under his bulk as he withdrew. Her hips shot out and her ass jolted as the brute buried his cock in her loins, his balls swinging out against her cunt mound.
Mike's ass corkscrewed and he fucked into Barbara's face with vigor. She sucked through every sweet inch of cock as it ran in and out through the oval of her sensual lips and skimmed across the bridge of her tongue.
Double-donged, Barbara was in paradise.
The dog and the man were mounted on her at either end and for a moment they stared at each other across the arched bridge of her slender back. The obedient beast plunged in, yelping like a hunting hound on the trail. As he stuffed Barbara's cunt, he shoved her forward and her lips slid down to the root of Mike's cock.
Her cunthole was deep, taking every precious inch of the Great Dane's prick and at the other end she was deep throating Mike, opening her gorge to his meaty sword. Man and dog had fallen into rhythm together, humping at the same time, filling her mouth and cunt simultaneously. Barbara was buffeted about between them.
Her clit sparked and her tongue flared. She didn't know which stuffing was giving her the greatest pleasure. Those long, thick pricks were filling her so full and plowing so deep that she wondered if their cockheads might not be meeting somewhere in the middle of her torso--the flaring cock slabs bumping together like the noses of greeting dogs. She thought that when they creamed it might be like two high pressure fire hoses aimed at each other, both nozzles squirting out a spray of foam on each other.
Her hot mouth gulped and gurgled as she fed herself on Mike's prick meat and her cunt was sucking and pulling like another mouth as it caressed the canine cock that was thundering so savagely into her loins.
Her mouth drooled, slobbering heavily on the man's cock and her pussy juiced again and again as it rippled on the dog's churning prick. Her lush body swayed and trembled and she would have collapsed, had she not been supported by an iron-hard spike at either end.
Like a well-oiled engine, they fucked on, the two stroking pistons speeding into the woman. The dog's cock hit her like a charged lightning rod, electrifying her loins, as Mike pumped his prick down her gullet.
Barbara began to whimper steadily, in a paradise of passion, filled with prick and filled with pleasure. Her blood was pounding and there was a drumming in her ears--background to the sound of sex. Her pussy slurped moistly on the animal's cock and her mouth slobbered and panted on Mike's cockmeat. She could hear the hard pricks slide into her, hissing as they sank in to the hilt.
Her kneeling body went up and down like a seesaw. Her head fell as her ass hiked up, then her head rose as her ass sank down. She was fucking and sucking sinuously, her limber body gliding between her lovers.
She was near the peak, and holding, waiting for one of those pricks, or both, to hose her with joyjuice before she let her own cumming flood to the crest.
Mike gasped, holding her blonde head between his hands and leaning over, watching the dog hump her haunches. The brute's hairy cock jerked out, then vanished back under the cheeks of her ass as he dipped it up her fuckhole. The animal was panting like a locomotive now, nearing the peak, ready to fill her cunt with his brutish slime. He was slobbering on her arched back. Beads of doggy saliva glistened up Barbara's backbone, frothy and slimy, as if foreshadowing the creamy load destined for her cunt.
"Gonna cum--gonna cum!" Mike grated, feeling his load begin to swirl in his balls.
"Ummmm--yeah!" Barbara gasped, her lips pulling up to his oozing cockhead.
"Swallow it, baby!" he rasped.
"Feed it to me," she gurgled. "Oooooh--I wanna drink your hot, thick jism!"
Mike plunged his prick into her eager mouth, fucking her face faster as the thrill built up. But then the Great Dane began to whine and snarl and his muscular body seemed to explode behind Barbara's ass. Every nerve in the animal sparked, every sinew twanged. His body was like a quivering bow launching that fat arrow.
Seeing that his dog was ready to hose her, Mike rammed his cock into her head even more vigorously, trying to match the animal's savage tempo.
Barbara, knowing that she was about to get double-dosed, let herself go. The waves tumbled through her loins. Her pussy filled with girl cum and her mouth flooded with saliva. The dog's cock splashed up her creaming fuckhole and Mike's prick slogged into her drooling maw.
Man and dog came together.
Mike's fuckjuice foamed in her voracious mouth, thick and hot as molten lead. Barbara gulped the sweet stuff down with a whimper of cum drinker's bliss and as Mike's slime slid down to her belly, the massive Great Dane unleashed his dog juice into her loins.
Barbara gasped as she felt the steaming hot spunk pour into her cunthole. She was already flooded with girl cum and the animal's thicker juice splashed into it, streaking her swampy cream like oil on boiling water.
Mike's jism was running into her mouth in the some way, streams flowing into her saliva. Barbara was drinking the delicious stuff by the mouthful, gulping loudly as she swallowed. She sucked on his cockhead ravenously, pulling more fuckjuice out by the suction. Mike was cumming in a string, a solid slimy rope of spunk unwinding from his balls and coiling up his cock stalk and spinning into Barbara's mouth. The savory paste poured down her throat as she drank so greedily. Her belly was connected to Mike's cumbags by a thick cable of creamy cum.
And as much as Mike was feeding her head, the Great Dane was squirting even more into her pussy, steaming rivers of dog spume gushing into her loins. She felt every spurt as it hit her cunt core. She swallowed another mouthful and the dog blew another jism jet into her. She gulped down Mike's gooey nectar and the brute's prick rocketed another fluid missile into her melting cunt.
Master and faithful friend emptied their balls into Barbara, working as a team. Together, they began to slow down, missing a stroke here, a beat there.
Barbara continued to grind between them as they faltered. Her glistening body rippled and coiled sinuously, oiled flesh flowing fluidly. Her vibrant pussy dragged another milky spurt from the animal's cockhead and her voracious lips nursed more jism from Mike's pisshole.
Mike groaned and fell over backwards.
His cock slipped from her face and flew up as he collapsed onto his back. Drained, that formidable prick still stood in a meaty pillar and Barbara crawled up and dropped her head onto it again, determined to drink every drop. He squirted a last gulp straight up into her throat in a gooey geyser and his prick began to soften.
The doggy was still bounding on her ass. As Barbara crawled forwards to mouth Mike again, her squeezing pussy clutched the animal's cock, dragging him with her. He pranced on his hindlegs and clung to her hips, still pumping his prick into her as she pulled him after her like a caboose.
Then the doggy, too, was spent.
He sank down on her haunches, heaving and panting. When he jerked back, his drained prick came sliding from her cunt, swaying up and down like a divining rod.
Barbara ran the collar of her lips down to the root of Mike's prick, then drew her mouth up inch by inch in a last long suck. She pulled her creamy lips off him and turned, twisting agilely. The dog stood with his legs widespread, his cock drooping under his loins. Barbara rolled onto her back and slid under the animal. His prick sank down into her face and she mouthed his sagging cock. It was rubbery now, and shrinking, but soaked from her fuckhole--it was scrumptious.
She sucked his cock and polished his cockknob to a glowing luster, shining like a wet ruby on the end of his hairy cockstalk. Then, wistfully, she looked from Mike to the doggy, from smooth prick to hairy one.
They were both finished, every drop of their vitality spilled into her body.
But Barbara figured they would be happy to see her again.
And she was happy, too, because--in her fashion--she had not been unfaithful to her loving husband...
CHAPTER EIGHT
John Woodstock was not so sure that his insatiable wife was faithful to him while he was away on business, but the thought of Barbara getting fucked by other men made him more horny that it did jealous. He got plenty horny thinking about Barbara fucking and sucking with the German shepherd, too, as well as having lesbian encounters.
John was horny now.
And he was on his way home.
He had concluded his business trip sooner than expected and he had almost telephoned ahead to let Barbara know he would be home that evening, but then he had decided that he would just arrive unexpectedly. If his wife wasn't home he would assume that she was out getting screwed--maybe even gangbanged, he thought, with a surge of lust that overwhelmed any hurt he might feel at being cuckolded--and when she did get home, her lush body oiled by another man's juices, John could have the pleasure of accusing her, followed by the dark delights of taking sloppy seconds in his own wife's pussy.
If she was home, maybe he could walk in and catch her with the dog, which would be a treat, or perhaps find her in the arms--or between the legs, more likely--of another woman.
All in all, John was looking forward to his unannounced homecoming. His cock was pounding away in his pants as he drove the last few miles. He was tempted to frig his prickmeat as he drove, but resisted the urge, wanting that big cock to still be rock-hard and ready to sink into Barbara.
John hoped he would find her being naughty.
But he got more than he expected.
And it was even better...
The German shepherd was angled up from the floor to the couch and his prick was still buried in Julie's cunt, still firm and gently pulsing.
Am I still a virgin? she wondered, just curious and not really giving a damn. Once a girl had been fucked by a dog and had her mother suck her cunt, it was only an insignificant point of definition as to whether she was still cherry. And now that Julie knew how lovely a cuntful of cock felt, she was determined to fuck at every opportunity, with guys and dogs, both, so her virginity, if she still possessed it, was a doomed condition, a moot point--although the girl would have been thrilled and amazed had she known who would be on the far end of the first human prick to stuff her cunt.
Now she wriggled around a bit, gently frigging her pussy up and down on a few inches of doggy cock.
The brute's prick meat swelled and throbbed and greedy Julie was tempted to fuck with him again, without uncoupling from the first lovely screwing.
But then she saw how eager raven-haired Vicky looked and knew that it would be selfish of her to deprive her girlfriend any longer.
She reached down and grasped the root of the German shepherd's cock and very slowly and gently drew the fat prick out of her sodden pussy. His cockknob slurped free and his stiff cockshaft twanged. The doggy stood over her for a moment, looking inquisitive. Then he hopped down to the floor and sat back on his haunches, waiting for the next command.
Julie twisted her hips around, turning her soaking crotch towards Vicky.
"Suck my cunt," she whimpered. "Suck all the doggy spunk out of me--then I'll eat you out." Since she had already been sucked off that evening, Julie was actually more interested in the second half of the mutual cuntlapping, eager to know the joy of pussy sucking that her naughty mother relished with such enthusiasm. But she could see how hungry Vicky was and was willing to wait.
Vicky knelt between Julie's open thighs, staring at her brimming pussy in anticipation. The girl had never seen anything as delicious looking as that delicate pink cunt slot overflowing with thick dog spunk.
She lowered her head inch by inch.
Julie tilted her pelvis up, offering her slimy delicacy on a hairy tray, serving that succulent snack to her girlfriend's hungry mouth.
Vicky's dark hair fell over Julie's glistening thighs. Her face ducked down and she clamped her parted lips over Julie's drenched fuckslot. She sucked on that flowing cunt gash and nursed on the pulsing clit. Julie moaned, thrashing about and grinding her cunt into Vicky's face.
"Ahhhh," Vicky purred, as cuntjuice and dog jism washed her tongue and frothed on her lips.
She inhaled the thrilling fragrance of Julie's dog-fucked pussy. Her tongue stirred up into the inner folds as her lips pulled and slurped hungrily on the flooded cunt slot.
"Eat me--eat me!" Julie cried.
She wanted to cream quickly, so that she could suck Vicky, in turn. As Vicky's loving mouth worked on Julie's cunt, Julie's empty mouth was making sucking movements, emulating the action below. Her tongue slid about, getting limbered up.
Vicky had greedily sucked out every drop of animal juice from the blonde girl's cunt and now she was drinking a flow of pure pussy nectar.
"Cream me--cream my mouth," she whimpered.
She spread Julie's cuntlips open even wider with her fingers and slapped her lapper as deeply up into her tunnel of love as it would go. She tongued out the inside of Julie's cunt as her lips bathed the pussy slot and pussy lips and nursed on her tingling clit.
Her face slid down, gliding through love oil. Julie hiked up so that Vicky could savor a slurp up the crack of her ass. Then Vicky's mouth clamped to her cunt again. Julie's thighs closed and opened, her long, shapely legs extended, then drew up. Her loins were dancing a wanton waltz as she worked her steaming pussy against Vicky's adoring face, coating her with girl goo.
Vicky's tongue floated into a swampy tide. The juice poured over her lapper and slid into her maw. She swallowed and sucked for more. Girl cum came out like a strand of melted pearls on the pink meat of Vicky's lapper.
Julie gasped as her clit detonated--and her neglected tongue seemed to explode, in reaction.
"Oooooh!" wailed Vicky, as the tantalizing flood from Julie's pussy hole got hotter and creamier and more aromatic. The dark-haired girl's eager tongue worked like a flail in Julie's swampy pussy. Julie jerked and arched, trembling through her sweet cumming.
"Drink me, Vicky--drink my cum juice!" Julie cried, as she climbed to the peak of passion and her seething loins melted again, giving forth more and more girl cream. The pearly nectar spilled from her smoldering cuntslot into Vicky's mouth. Vicky sucked it out with joy.
The spasms ripped through Julie. She crested, then peaked yet again, shuddering and quivering and jerking all through her ripe young body. She cried out, a bubbling whimper, then slowly slumped back, breathing hard, her fat tits heaving up and down like a meaty avalanche.
She had cum again, and very, very satisfyingly, and the teenager might well have sprawled out, limp and damp, enjoying the contentment of a well-plated cunt. But her lips were parted and trembling and her tongue was pulsing for pussy. With her own cunt so well-eaten out, the blonde girl was starving for a faceful of pussy and the sheer bliss of having a succulent cunt melt in her mouth.
Julie was starving for hot, juicy cunt.
Her damp thighs stirred, brushing Vicky's cheeks as the girl kept on gobbling happily away between them, gorging herself at the volcanic vee. Then Julie flipped up and sideways, throwing one knee across. Her sodden pussy slurped as it pulled off Vicky's creamy, dreamy face.
Julie leaned down, plump tits bobbing saucily, and took Vicky's head between her open hands. She tilted her head and they kissed lovingly, golden-blonde head moving on raven dark head. Their lips pulsed together. Julie's heavy-tongued caress made Vicky tremble violently. Julie could taste her own sweet girl spunk on Vicky's mouth and it was making her hungrier than ever. If her own cum cream was so scrumptious on another girl's lips, just imagine how delicious it would be to drink a hot flood straight from a melting pussy!
Speaking right into Vicky's open mouth, Julie whispered, "Let me suck you now--let me make your hot pussy cream with my fucking tongue!"
Vicky squealed with sensual delight. Her own lapper had been bathed with cum juice and now she was more than ready to feed Julie the other half of the feast. They kissed for another moment, tongues laving and slurping, then Vicky drew back and dropped onto the floor, her knees lifted and her thighs wide apart and her belly jerked upwards.
Julie slid from the couch and knelt between those slender thighs, her head down as if she were paying homage to that hairy pie--saying grace before she gorged.
She slapped her tongue into Vicky's cunt gash.
"Oh, shit," she gasped, when she realized that creamy cunt was even more succulent than she had imagined. Her own pussy nectar had been tasty, licked up second hand, but lapping the stuff out of a pussy was such a pleasure that Julie felt as if her tongue might dissolve in the fiery cuntslot. She gulped and her eyes watered. She drooled into Vicky's raven-bushed pussy and sucked her own slobber back out, all sauced by the other girl's juices.
Julie's hot tongue cleaved the hairy cunt and her lips nibbled at the unfurled rim. Then she began to suck on the flowing cunt slot rapturously, sucking girl cream out and gulping it down with relish.
With the very first lick, Julie had realized that a girl needed no training or practice or previous experience--that she knew exactly how to lap a cunt. Having a cunt of her own, she knew how to make it feel good for Vicky as she relished the delicious pussy feast. How silly she had been to think that only a lesbian could enjoy cuntlapping. Just as she had determined to fuck and suck with every dog she could find, so did the sexy teenager vow to eat out every hot cunt. Perhaps, she thought, loving the naughty idea, she had come by the inclination honestly, inheriting a taste for cunt from her mother.
Head down and ass hiked up, Julie grazed in Vicky's bushy pussy voraciously. She used her tongue and her lips, working on cunt slot and clit, rubbing her whole radiant face around in that soaking pussy.
With the lower half of her face buried, Julie gazed up along the arched plane of Vicky's nubile body, looking along her belly and past the thrusting mounds of her tits, the pink tips standing like towers atop smooth hillocks. Her blue eyes gleamed as her mouth munched.
"Ummmmm?" she panted.
"Yes--yeah--yeah!" Vicky moaned.
Julie continued to dine hungrily, and didn't realize that her daddy was standing in the doorway...
CHAPTER NINE
John stood there, gaping and gasping at the sight--and making a wrong assumption.
He had come into the house quietly, his hardon pounding in his pants, expecting to find his daughter asleep and his wife either available or occupied by adultery or the German shepherd or a lesbian--finding his little girl gobbling cunt gash was so unexpected that the truth didn't register.
John saw a trim, delightfully shaped ass hiked up, squirming in passion. It was smaller and trimmer than Barbara's ass, but who was measuring?
John's jaw dropped wide open like a lever to his chest and his eyes bulged out.
He saw what he expected--and wanted to see.
As that nubile form knelt, blonde head buried in a raven-dark groin, the girl's tits swung tantalizingly, heavy globed and stiff-tipped, like ripe fruit ready to be plucked. They were not quite as large as his wife's big tits but who could question such a thing?
The girl sprawled out on the floor, spread-eagled in erotic abandon, looked to be only a teenager. But her pussy was a juicy, bushy delight and if his insatiable, bi-sexual wife had found a sexy young girl to suck, who was John to complain?
John grinned fiendishly, very happy that he had decided to arrive home unannounced. Watching those two female forms gliding together, a greedy mouth working voraciously on a gooey cunt gash, he began to undress quickly, stripping for action--enjoying the sight but eager and ready to add his thundering cock to the female dalliance.
Naked, cock out before him like the figurehead of a ship, John advanced into the room. His grin was huge and his prick was huger.
Vicky saw him first.
Through fluttering eyelashes she saw Julie's father move towards them and cried out in shock.
Julie, thinking it was a cry that signified rising passion, kept right on sucking.
John stood over them, the shadow of his looming prick cast onto Julie's heaving ass.
Looking down, he saw only the back of a blonde head, buried between smooth thighs and clamped hungrily to a dark jungle of cunt bush. Of course, he thought, it was his wife. It was the logical assumption. He hovered there, listening to the soft, moist sounds of the sucking. He heard each slurping tongue stroke and the suction cup sounds of those eager lips.
Vicky was blushing and gulping. Julie's daddy had caught them at it! But Julie's daddy happened to be naked and to be sporting a masterpiece prick and he didn't look the slightest bit annoyed. Vicky didn't know what to say or do, but she knew that she didn't want to do anything that would interrupt that enthusiastic tongue-fucking that was causing her steaming pussy to ripple and cream.
John winked at the young girl, letting her know that he didn't mind that his wife was lapping her cunt.
Only it wasn't his wife.
He sank to his knees behind that grinding ass.
"Errrr--Julie," Vicky stammered.
"Shhhh--cream me--don't talk--slime my mouth," gurgled the greedy cunt gash muncher, her words all bubbling as she uttered them into that flooded fuckslot.
"But--but--your fa--faahhhhhh--" Vicky gasped, as Julie's tongue lashed up her fuckhole, turning her stammering words into a well of passion.
With her head down on Vicky's cunt, Julie's ass was thrust up and as she squirmed, the firm globes of her asscheeks parted, exposing her tiny brown shithole. Leaning over her, John stared at that puckered bud in a puzzled way. His wife's ass hole was very familiar to the man, but now it seemed to have altered somewhat. Barbara's ring was chocolate brown and fringed by a few wisps of blonde hair while Julie's trim little ass slot was tan, almost honey-colored.
John bent down and nuzzled his nose into the brown slot, sniffing the tangy fragrance. Julie wriggled happily, thinking that the doggy was nosing her asshole, still blissfully unaware that her daddy had joined them.
John placed his open hands on her ass cheeks, fingers spread out. He used his thumbs to carefully spread that tiny brown bud open. Then he gently inserted his tongue into her asshole, rimming around the ring and stabbing up into the tight shit chute.
Julie's asshole tasted just like Barbara's and John still failed to recognize his mistake. Julie, equally mistaken, thought that the German shepherd was giving her ass hole some tender tonguing and she kept right on lapping away merrily on Vicky's juicy pussy.
John flattened his lapper and slurped up and down through the crack of Julie's ass. She squirmed against his face, loving the anal attention, only vaguely aware of the fact that the dog's tongue had shrunk.
Julie sucked out a mouthful of cuntjuice from Vicky's adorable cunt and her own pussy rippled and flooded. A silvery trickle of cuntjuice ran down her kneeling thigh, as if the girl spunk she was swallowing had run straight through her body and seeped out at the other end.
John licked the sticky streak up from Julie's inner thigh and leaned back, puzzled again. That cuntjuice was lighter and more delicate than the flow he was accustomed to tonguing from his wife's well-used pussy. He savored it on his tastebuds. It was almost like cherry girl juice, he thought. But he supposed that sucking pussy must have somehow altered the chemistry of Barbara's loins.
He began to lick Julie's cunt. He ran his lapper up her unfurled pussylips and flicked it against her throbbing clit, then stabbed it into her hot cunthole.
Julie moaned. Her mouth sucked on Vicky's cunt gash and her cunt slurped on John's tongue, like a mouth itself, dragging his meaty lapper deeper.
John gobbled away, relishing the succulence of that steaming pussy. The fragrance and the texture were mysteriously changed, but he was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He could hear Julie's tongue splashing around in the dark girl's bushy fuckslot and, still believing it to be his wife, he plated her pussy hungrily.
In this daisy chain, it was as if John were sucking the raven-haired teenager's cunt second hand, mouthing her flowing pussy at a distance, through the connecting link of that slim, blonde body.
Julie jammed her head into Vicky's vee, then shoved her ass back against her daddy's face, uncoiling fluidly between them. Vicky's clit flared in Julie's lips and Julie's clit swelled in John's mouth. Vicky was gasping and her cunt was spilling out cum cream now.
Tasting that succulent flow, Julie whimpered, "Yeah--yeah--cream me--melt in my fucking mouth, darling!"
But her words were muffled on cuntmeat and bubbling in the flood and John didn't realize that it was not his wife who was defining the drink she was savoring.
His head bobbed up and down in Julie's crotch and Julie's head was turning in Vicky's swampy cunt gash like a terrier shaking a rat. Cum juice poured from Vicky. Julie gulped it down and her own girl spunk gushed out in reaction, flowing like a mountain spring over John's tongue.
John was cherishing that snack but by this time his prick was hammering savagely. He drew back. Julie's rosy pink cunt slot was open in a wide oval, exposing the darker inner folds, all streaked with John's slobber and the pearly seepage of her own joyjuice. That wet pussy slot looked incredibly inviting, and seemed tighter than Barbara's cunt gash grotto, although as juicy as ever. John could only assume that his wife's cunt was subtly changed when her mouth was occupied on another pussy. Maybe all dykes had tight pussies he speculated.
He folded his fist around the thick root of his cockshaft and guided the bulging cockknob into Julie's cuntslot. He pumped his cock sinew and made the swollen cock slab throb and pulsed as it lay heavily in her cuntgash.
Julie moved sinuously, her trim little ass grinding, urging him to stuff his prick up her pussy tunnel of lust. She still thought it was the doggy behind her and wondered why the dumb brute had not mounted her haunches. How could a dog slam it up her cunt without clinging to her hips?
She almost turned to look. But then more pearly goo slid into Vicky's steaming fuckslot and Julie clamped her mouth over the delicious feast again.
John inched his prick into her.
Her fuck chute sucked on his cock meat, pulling him deeper. He clenched his teeth and rolled his eyes, his face a mask of passion, amazed at how tight and clutching his wife's familiar fuckhole had become. The soft, pliable tunnel molded itself to the outline of his cock. It felt like he was shoving his cock in a Chinese finger puzzle.
He grasped the girl by the hips and jerked his loins out, burying his prick to the hilt. His balls swung in and slapped in her groin, flipping on up and rolling into the curly vee of her cunt mound.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed, feeling her pussy stuffed to the core.
John drew back and jolted in, spraying cuntjuice from her slot as his prick meat plugged her full. Her ass tilted up on his powerful thrust and her blonde head was driven down into Vicky's crotch.
John pulled back again.
Those paws on her hipbones felt remarkably like human hands, Julie thought, vaguely.
He shoveled his prick into her, heaving her ass up again, jamming her face between the dark teenager's sleek thighs. Julie's open mouth was glued to Vicky's sodden cunt slot. Then John dipped and fed Julie a long, underslung stroke. As he withdrew, he dragged her loins back and Julie's head slid up out of Vicky's groin.
She saw the dog.
She blinked in surprise. The German shepherd was sitting there on his hunkered down haunches, his mighty cock looming up before his belly and his meaty tongue lolling out from his long jaw, drooling heavily. Julie stared at that lapper that she thought had been whipping into her asshole and slapping into her pussy, then looked at the massive prick she supposed was stuffing her cunt.
Obviously, the doggy wasn't fucking her.
Also obviously, someone was.
Had Willy sneaked in to join them?
Had her mother come home and stuck a big dildo up her cunt from behind?
Had a burglar linked up to the chain?
Trembling, afraid to look back, Julie dropped her head and dove on Vicky's cunt again. Her tongue spooned out girl juice avidly. But that huge cock was still sliding in and out of her fuckhole and she just had to see who it was.
They were both surprised.
CHAPTER TEN
Julie, her face drenched with creamy cunt nectar, looked back over her shoulder and gasped when she saw that it was her daddy stuck up her cunt.
John did a double take. For an instant he thought that he had tumbled into a time warp, for that adorable face looked exactly the way Barbara's had looked in the long ago days of their heated courtship.
Then he realized that he was screwing his nubile, teenaged daughter and he uttered a straggled cry. His first impulse was to pull out of her pussy. He tugged back. But Julie's tight cuntsleeve clenched his cockshaft like a vise. When he tried to withdraw, he only dragged her pussy back on his pounding prick, pulling her cuntlips along his cock.
Panting, he knelt behind her as if he were rooted into her luscious loins. He stared at her guiltily and apologetically, expecting the girl to react in the same way. It had all been a terrible mistake.
But Julie was smiling!
That pretty little face was all creamy from cuntlapping and the German shepherd was waiting with a huge hard-on and John realized that his little girl was not nearly as innocent as he had supposed.
"It's okay, Daddy--don't stop," she whispered.
"I--I thought you were your mother!"
Her smile was devilish.
"Mom sucks the dog's prick," she said, knowing that such talk would stimulate the man, driving away whatever inhibitions he might have. "So do I. I fuck with him, too. So it's okay to screw me."
"It's--it's incest!" John gulped.
"Yeah!" she chirped, enthusiastically. "But Mom already sucked my cunt and that's incest, too--and, anyhow, you're already fucking me, and--Oooooh--don't fucking stop!"
John's mind reeled and his prick pounded. His teenaged daughter was a dog fucker! She sucked dog cock and ate out pussy and let her mother plate her and--it was all too much for John to deal with, especially with his cock hammering away in that clinging cunthole.
Very slowly, starting to grin, John drew out until only his cockhead was in Julie's pussy, He poised there. She gazed at him with a beseeching look, thinking that he was going to pull out all the way.
Then he hammered it into her again.
Julie squealed with joy. Getting fucked by her father was the naughtiest thing she had done yet, on this memorable evening, and the most satisfying. Incest was taboo and breaking that taboo was rapture!
She shoved her ass back, the firm cheeks sucking on his flat belly. John poured the prick to his daughter's pussy and she met him stroke for stroke, screwing with wild enthusiasm and wanton abandon.
"Daddy--oh, Daddy!" she gasped.
She rolled her hips and her slim thighs rippled as she hiked up and down. His belly slapped on her ass and his balls whacked into her groin as he buried his huge prick all the way into the core of her cunt.
Vicky was still creaming, her temporarily neglected cunt streaming with girl cum. Julie lowered her face onto that flowing fount again, sinking her lapper into the gooey cunt slot and sucking avidly on the hairy rim.
John plowed his cock up Julie's fuckhole and Julie's tongue shot out into Vicky's pussy, as if her father's massive prick had stuffed her so full that it was forcing her lapper out of her lips.
Julie's mouth sucked on Vicky's clit as if it were a little prick and her cunt sucked like a hairy mouth on her daddy's thundering cock.
Vicky was going wild, her cunt going off like a machine gun, spasm after melting spasm spilling out into the naughty blonde girl's willing mouth. Vicky had done a lot of wicked things in her young life, but she had never been involved in anything as naughty as this. It thrilled her to the core to see Julie getting fucked by her father and to hear the juicy sounds of that incestuous insertion.
The raven-haired vixen's mouth worked as if she, too, were sucking. But her mouth was frustratingly empty. She jerked her head around and the German shepherd gave a woof and came trotting over, walking bowlegged around the long bar of his rampant prick.
Vicky craned her neck up and her mouth opened in a wet oval. The dog was well aware that the ends of a girl's body were interchangeable. He stood over her and lowered his loins, bringing the head of his prick level with her face. Her tongue shot out, laving the slimy tip of his naked prick slab. Then she sucked it into her lips.
Her cheeks drew in and her lips peeled outwards around the thick, shaggy cockstalk.
John groaned as he stared over his daughter's slender deeply bridged back, watching the other teenager sucking on the dumb brute's prick at the opposite end of this remarkable daisy chain.
They were all working together, like trained acrobats with perfect timing. John was the anchorman. He slammed his cock into his daughter's cunthole, setting off a chain reaction. As Daddy's cock stuffed her pussy, Julie sank her tongue up into Vicky's creaming cunt and Vicky, in turn, inhaled on the German shepherd's cock.
The dog fucked into Vicky's upturned face, his balls rolling against her chin. She drooled down his hairy cockshaft, mouthing down to the root of his prick. Vicky's cumming was ebbing now. Julie had sucked her dry and her pussy was satisfied, but her hungry mouth kept working greedily, eager for a drink of mutt juice.
John pounded in with long, rippling, underslung strokes that sent every inch of his long cockshaft sliding against his daughter's clit as it sank into her fuckhole. Her ass heaved up on his thrusts. Her knees bounced on the floor as his iron-hard lever jolted her up, lifting her ass like a smooth boulder on the end of a crowbar.
His hammering was driving his daughter's willowy body down into Vicky's groin. Then he jolted her higher. Her mouth pulled off Vicky's swampy fuckslot with a sound like a rubber plunger sucked from a drain. John banged in and Julie's face slid up Vicky's cunt shelf, then onto her belly. She glided up open-mouthed, sucking a swollen tit tip into her lips and lapping into Vicky's deep cleavage. Another driving thrust shoved her face up to Vicky's.
Julie wanted her Daddy to see just how truly naughty she had become.
"Let me have a suck on his prick," she whimpered.
Vicky unselfishly drew her lips off the slick red head of the dog's cock. It twanged and snapped, dripping with saliva and weeping pre-cum from the tip.
Julie glanced back at her father, making sure that the man was watching. He was fascinated, his gaze glued to his daughter's radiant, lust flushed face. He couldn't have looked away if he'd wanted to.
Julie opened her mouth and showed her father her moist, fluttering tongue. She lapped at the dog's cockhead, slurping up the seepage, then turned again and let her daddy see the thick doggy goo on her tongue, gliding over the pink meat. She swallowed the slime very deliberately and sighed with enjoyment.
John groaned as he watched his little girl tonguing doggy prick and his own prick twitched with the stimulation. Julie took the animal's fat cockknob into her lips and suckled on it with relish.
"Ummmm--yummy," she purred.
She drew her mouth away, a trickle of pre-spunk flowing down her chin.
"Mom swallows the dog's jism," she rasped. "I saw her drink his fuckjuice, Daddy."
"I know," John croaked, eager to see his daughter gulping down that bestial slime.
"I love yummy doggy goo," the wicked teenager moaned. "I love sucking cocks, Daddy--I'll suck you off, too, after you cum in my cunt."
She leaned down so that she was cheek to cheek with Vicky, blonde head and dark pressed together, offering the frantic dog a choice of open mouths. The dog yelped and howled and humped wildly, fucking into Julie's face, then feeding his cock to Vicky, in turn.
John's balls were ballooning, ready to burst, but he struggled to hold his cumming back, wanting to wait for the dog to shoot his thick load before he let his own incest juice spurt into his daughter's pussy.
He slowed his strokes, running his prick into Julie with a steady deliberation. She was fucking faster than her father now, her hips dancing on his cock.
The German shepherd heaved his prick out and Julie swallowed it to the hilt. He pulled back and his heavy cockknob swung across like a horizontal pendulum, stabbing into the other girl's greedy maw.
The brute's cock was swelling faster, filling Julie's mouth, stuffing Vicky's maw, swinging from face to face like a heavy crane. Pre-cum slimed steadily from his gaping pisshole. He dipped the gooey cockslab into Julie's mouth and she sucked the spunk from his steaming prick meat. It came out glistening, polished to an angry red luster and drenched by spittle. Then more pre-cum oozed out, streaking the girl's slobber as he swung across and jerked a short, sharp jolt into Vicky's willing face, sliming her flashing tongue.
"Ooooooh--he's gonna shoot soon," Julie moaned. "Watch us swallow his cum, Daddy!"
Daddy was watching, all right.
And so was Mommy...
Barbara had come home with the taste of Mike's jism still hot on her tongue and her fuckhole sloshing with the enormous load of dog juice that the potent Great Dane had pumped into her. Barbara had been well-fucked at both ends and she was feeling smug and satisfied and pleased with herself because, in her peculiar way, she had not really been unfaithful to her loving husband.
She was startled when she looked into the living room and saw the clusterfuck in progress. Then she grinned with wanton approval, delighted to find that the rest of the family shared her lewd inclinations.
Not wanting to interrupt the flow of their fucking, Barbara stood just outside the door, looking as she removed her clothing. Her lush thighs were all slick with Great Dane cum and a coating of dried man spunk layered her lips with a milky flake, but Barbara was steaming hot again now. The bizarre episode with Mike and his doggy had been pleasant, but this family scene was so thrilling that it made the voluptuous wife and mother tremble all through her body. Naked, she played with her tits and frigged a finger teasingly into her pussy as she watched the intricate maneuvers.
The daisy chain rippled as if an electric current were running through it from end to end. The movement began in John's ass as he corkscrewed in. It passed up his throbbing prick and sped into his daughter's suction cup of a cunt, then flowed on through her shuddering body and caused her lips to vibrate on a doggy cock as, together with her sexy little girlfriend, she shared that meaty mouthful. The dog, at the far end of the complex link-up, jerked frantically on the end of his prick like a marionette doggy on a solid string, a toy pet on a stick.
Suddenly the German shepherd came to the crest. His cockhead flared and then dog spunk was spraying out, hosing both girls' faces. Cheek to cheek, mouths open, they let the slime splash onto their lips and tongues.
Vicky sucked the brute's cockknob into her mouth and took a jism jet back in her throat, then pulled away so that Julie could suck the next creamy spurt from his cockhead. The dog fucked their mouths, a squirting stroke into each in turn, emptying his balls evenly between those greedy maws. His final burst of cock spume shot out and the doggy sat back on his haunches, drained. His massive prick stood for a moment, then began to sink.
Julie and Vicky kissed passionately, letting dog slime run back and forth between their mouths. Their kiss bubbled with thick spunk.
John was jolting violently into Julie's fuckhole now, so turned on by the sight of the naughty little nymphette swallowing animal cum that he was soaring abruptly towards his own creamy crest.
His paternal prick pounded into her pussy and his huge cumbags exploded. Julie cried out with the ecstasy of it as she felt her father's fuckjuice hose her cunt. Her mouth opened wide on Vicky's mouth. John shot a creamy rocket into her fuckhole and, as if his jism were shooting right through her, a spurt of dog spunk sprayed from her mouth and into Vicky's panting maw. John hosed her cunt and Julie slobbered cum from her lips in a creamy cascade.
Cumbags blown out and hollow, John slumped over his daughter's jerking haunches. Julie kept on moving for a few moments, milking the last sweet spasms of her own cumming off on her daddy's drained cock.
His prick was still swollen and hard in her pussy. Julie moaned in anticipation of more fucking with Daddy. But first she fancied a suck on that lovely cock.
She pulled her pussy off his prong and twisted around. Pausing to give Vicky's cunt a loving slurp, she came around like a circling cat and her sweet lips enveloped her father's cockhead. She sucked deeply, enjoying the taste of her cuntjuice on his meat.
"I'll drink your cum, Daddy," she whispered.
He fucked into her face.
Then Barbara walked naked into the room, slimy lips smiling and smoldering pussy streaming. She knew without the slightest doubt that she would be welcome.
She was, after all, an attentive mother and a faithful wife.
