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ADULTS ONLY

   Disclaimer Warning: If you're under age or offended by the subject
matter you should not be here reading this, so DO NOT read any further. 
This story, in part or in its entirety, shall not to be reproduced without
the author's prior permission.

   Feedback welcomed at johnnie666666@yahoo.com

   YOU ARE SUCH A CUNT

   We had fucked before I showered, dressed and left to go to the office.
Unfortunately I soon had to come home to pick up some important papers that
I had forgotten.  I couldn't believe it when I opened the lounge door and
saw that you were on your knees with our dog's cock buried in your cunt. 
You were gasping, clearly on the edge of cumming, as he rammed his big cock
into your cunt.  You didn't even register my presence, all your attention
was on our dog's cock that was fucking you hard.

   Casting my mind back, it was only a few days ago, surely not a week
even, that I had first discovered your penchant for the dog's cock when I
came home early and found you "in flagrante" with the dog.  Apparently this
too was after I had filled your cunt with my spunk and then left for work.
You sobbed; you told me that it had never happened before and it was
completely spontaneous, you blamed me.  You told me that it had only
happened because you were wearing a short tee shirt on with no knickers (I
could understand that part because you don't have any knickers), and that
you had been trying to retrieve a lost pen from under the sofa when the dog
had started to lick your naked, and available, cunt.  You told me that as
well as licking you to an orgasm he hadn't let you rise up, and that his
cock had, only minutes before, filled you when I had walked in.  Did I
believe that?

   The whole story sounded completely feasible though and I accepted it in
the manner it was delivered: Horny cunt, fairly freshly fucked, spunk
dribbling out of cunt down thighs; on knees looking for pen; no knickers,
hot cunt; gets fucked.  Sounded OK.

   So, there I was; watching you.  You on your knees with the dog fucking
you madly, your huge tits were swaying and bouncing with each doggy thrust.
You looked up briefly and then hung your head (was that shame?).  But you
didn't stop our dog fucking you did you?

   I could see you were going to cum.  I could see the blush rising from
your big tits to your shoulders and then your throat and to the lower half
of your face.  You were groaning, grunting even, as the dog's big cock
pummelled your cunt.

   Even as I watched the dog fucking you I knew there were going to be
changes in the household.  I saw the emotion and desire on your face as the
dog's big cock thrust in and out of your soaking wet cunt.  I saw the
elation as his knot expanded inside your cunt lips so you couldn't escape
without his spunk deep inside you.

   I watched him spunk inside you.  That last thrust as he pushed his cock
as far as he could inside his bitch's cunt.  I I could see that you were
cumming the whole time.  I could see that your juices were running down
your thighs, and were soon joined by the cum of the Dane as he filled your
needy cunt with his spunk.

   You looked up at me, as if seeking guidance; I don't know, but I wanted
to know that you were under my control.  I told you to grab the dog's cock
as it slid out of your wet cunt.  I told you it must be cleaned so the dog
would think you were in control (twisted mind or what?).  I made you lick
it from ball to tip and swallow it so that you had all the joint fluids in
your mouth.  I wasn't finished; I made you stay on your knees and scoop the
dog's spunk out of your cunt and lick it off your fingers.  Standing behind
you I had a perfect view of your gaping cunt as you collected the doggy
sperm from your perfect cunt.

   When you had finished I suppose your cunt must have been fairly clean.
When we went to bed together I allowed you to sit on my cock and bounce up
and down until we both came, but you weren't allowed to shower, before or
after.

   In the morning you were still horny, but you needed to pee.  I laid
there stroking my cock trying to maintain my early morning erection.  You
came back to bed smiling.  You sat on me and kissed me before reaching
between your legs and positioning my cock directly underneath your cunt. 
As my cock slipped into your soaking vagina I kissed you deeply, playing my
tongue across your lips.  You were frantic, but I wouldn't let you fuck me
like that.  After a couple of minutes you just collapsed onto my cock and
begged me to fill your cunt.  I turned you over and rammed my cock into
you. I could hear you gasping as I rammed against your clitoris, you came
within minutes.  I slowed down and teased you with long slow strokes until
you were begging me to fuck you hard.  I made you squeeze your cunt muscles
until I filled it with my spunk.  When I came you were still so hot; I told
you to slide your fingers deep inside yourself and spread my spunk all over
your vagina.  You eagerly spread my mess all over your vagina, labia and
pubic mound.  I made you rub yours clitoris until you came.

   Spunk; you'd had loads of spunk in your cunt since yesterday and more
today.  You were pretty perplexed when I wouldn't let you wash your cunt or
get in the shower.  I reminded you that you once went for a whole week
without a shower earlier on in our relationship when you worked at the
bank, and at that time I hadn't allowed you to sit down on the toilet
either.  Needless to say you soon complied; you wore a "normal" (for your
anyway) mini-dress for work and I was delighted to be able to smell the
sexy aroma arising from your cunt as you got out of the car at the station
to get the train into the city.

   Anyone interested in more of this?  Feedback please to:
Johnnie666666@Yahoo.com
   

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