Hot Dogs For Daughter
by David Crane 


FOREWORD 

Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of 
normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, 
these desires cease to be repressed-and are eventually acted out. 

Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to 
comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior such 
as bestiality. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of 
tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure 
to conform would become too much for some people to bear-and the 
consequences would be devastating. 

HOT DOGS FOR DAUGHTER is the story of a family caught up in such a 
subculture- and the effects of their unconventional behavior on others who 
are drawn into their world. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Clay Seagram was amazed when he came home and found his wife getting fucked 
by the dog. 

The Seagrams lived in a large house on the edge of a woodland and Clay kept 
three large hounds as guard dogs on the isolated property. He was away a lot 
and he thought the dogs would be good protection for his sexy wife when she 
was home alone. 

But he had never realized that she got lonely -and that the dogs might 
provide intimate companionship as well as security during his absences. 

He had heard the hounds howling as he came up the front walk. Usually the 
brutes lived in a kennel at the back, and he wondered why Isabelle had let 
them into the house and why they were making such an ungodly racket. 

He went in the house and paused, more puzzled then ever, as he realized that 
the yelping and howling were coming from the master bedroom. Had the savage 
brutes gone mad and attacked his wife? he thought, panicking. 

Clay dashed to the bedroom and stopped in the doorway, struck dumb by what 
he saw. 

Isabelle was perched on the edge of the bed, her long, shapely legs extended 
to the floor. She was naked. One of the hounds was angled up before her, his 
hind paws scrambling on the floor and his front paws braced on either side 
of her lush hips-and his big, hairy prick fucking furiously into Isabelle's 
cunt! 

Clay stood there, his eyes bulging out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw 
hanging open so wide that he looked like a panting dog himself. 

It was Thunder who was fucking his wife with such bestial enthusiasm. Storm 
and Lightning were both hunkered down on their haunches at the foot of the 
bed. They both had huge hard-ons and their long, red tongues were lolling 
from the sides of their jaws, drooling. 

They were obviously waiting for their turn in this bizarre bestial 
gang-bang! 

The dogs saw Clay, but they didn't look guilty or ashamed. Being only dumb 
brutes, they had no idea that it was naughty to fuck a woman. 

Isabelle, her eyes closed in rapture, didn't see her husband standing in the 
doorway yet. 

It was Storm and Lightning who were making most of the noise, raising their 
big, blunt heads and baying like wolves at the moon. Each time one of the 
beasts howled, his cock rippled and flared. 

Thunder was making more muted sounds, whimpers and yelps and heavy panting 
as he fucked his cock savagely into the woman's hairy pussy. 

Isabelle was panting as heavily as the hound, like a bitch in heat as the 
cock stuffed her steaming cunt to the core. It looked like she was cumming. 
Each time the dog rammed his thick cock in her cunt, milky white cunt-cream 
foamed out, lathering her crotch. Her clit was standing stiff and tingling 
in the swampy tide. 

The hound slammed in hard, his back twisting into a contorted shape as he 
buried his cock. Cunt-juice sprayed up into Isabelle's tangled cunt-hair. 
Her ass ground on the edge of the bed and she shoved her pussy down to meet 
the animal's brutal thrusts. Her lovely face was a mask of depraved lust, 
glowing radiantly. 

She was obviously in ecstasy. Her cunt was sucking and dragging on the dog's 
prick, making suction sounds as the fat cock slipped in and out. When the 
dog drew back, her pliable pussy-lips distended, dragging out along his 
retreating cock-stalk. 

The dog's hairy cock-shaft was all slathered and matted with goo from her 
cunt and his big, bloated balls were swinging in and out like the clappers 
of a hairy bell, whacking against her churning ass as he plunged into her 
pussy. They were so heavy with a cum load that they slapped against the 
curve of her firm ass like blackjacks. 

Clay was furious! 

It was bad enough to catch his wife cheating on him, but to find her being 
unfaithful in then-own marital bed-with a dog! And with two other horny 
hounds eagerly waiting for a crack at her creamy cunt, to boot! It was no 
wonder that Clay was angry. 

He started to shout abuse at Isabelle. His fists clenched in fury and his 
lips parted-but then he broke off his cry of outrage and protest. 

It was fascinating, as well. 

Despite his justified anger, Clay realized that his own prick was starting 
to rise like a crowbar and his balls were inflating like balloons. The man 
was jealous and hurt, but he was horny, too. 

He stood there, trembling, his jaw tight and his cock swelling more and more 
each time he saw the dog fuck another stroke into Isabelle's cunt. His 
breath hissed out, but the woman was panting too loudly to hear it. 

The hound fucked, yelping gleefully. His long, bushy tail swung behind his 
hairy ass like a rudder guiding his thrusts. 

Clay could hear the sound that the dog's cock made as it filled his wife's 
cunt. It hissed into her pussy and her soaking cunt splashed juicily. 

Ribbons of pussy nectar poured down her groin and soaked into the tight 
crack of her ass. The bed was all slimy under her grinding ass as her cunt 
overflowed and it looked like the dog was about to shoot his wad. 

Clay's cock and balls were so bloated now that they were threatening to rip 
right through his pants, or to melt the fabric by the fiery heat of that 
cock-meat. 

Thunder whipped his prick into the woman and threw his head back, howling. 
His balls were so full now that they were rolling at the root of his prick. 
"Ummm-cum, boy!" Isabelle moaned. Clay gasped as he heard his wife 
addressing the dumb animal in such tender tones, as if they were lovers. 

"Spunk my cunt-cream me, Thunder!" she groaned as more girl-cum oozed from 
her cunt. Her fuck-hole was melting on the dog's cock and she wanted to feel 
his brutish jism spurt into her as she creamed. 

Thunder howled again, a primitive wail of passion. He slammed his cock in 
and his massive balls exploded violently. 

The dog's fuck-juice shot up his rippling cockshaft and spurted into 
Isabelle's steaming pussy in a deluge. She wailed with the joy of it. The 
doggy hosed her with a second creamy spurt, grinding in with gusto. 
Isabelle's whole voluptuous body was shaking and jerking and her clit was 
going off like a stick of dynamite. 

Thunder's prick stuffed her cunt full and mingled doggy spunk and woman-cum 
seeped out around his tight-fitting cock, soaking her crotch and running 
down the insides of her trembling thighs in thick ribbons. 

The beast fucked wildly and squirted his cum out again and again. Isabelle 
shuddered with bliss each time she felt another hot, thick, gooey geyser of 
jism rocket into her creaming cunt-hole. 

At last the animal faltered, missing a stroke and losing his hard-on. The 
last of his doggy-cum trickled out and he stood angled over her, panting in 
the aftermath of his dynamic cumming, his sides heaving in and out. 

Isabelle continued to pump her pussy up and down on his prick for a few 
moments as she worked off the final spasms of her own orgasm. She smiled 
dreamily. 

Reaching down, she grasped the dog's cock by the slippery cockshaft and 
gently drew his prick from her cunt. The slick cock-knob lodged in her cunt 
for a moment, then popped out like a cork from a bottle. 

He stood over her, quivering and slobbering onto her fat tits. His prick 
swayed up and down. His balls were empty and slack now, all their vitality 
drained into the woman's pussy, and his long, thick cock was starting to 
soften. 

She gave his slimy prick a slow pull with her hand, milking a final gooey 
drop of jism out of the animal's open pisshole. The glob slid sluggishly 
down his red cock-knob and onto his shaggy prickshaft. 

He seemed reluctant to move from his position, as if he wanted seconds. But 
there were two other dogs waiting, their cocks hot and hard. Isabelle pushed 
Thunder down. The dog whined and hopped to the floor, side-stepping nimbly 
away. 

Isabelle's vacated cuntslot was still gaping open in a wide oval, retaining 
the shape of the dog's cock-or else ready for the next meaty prick. Her open 
cunt was flooded with cunt-cream and the cream was shot through with streaks 
of thicker doggy spunk. 

Eyelashes fluttering, lips smiling lewdly, the woman turned toward the other 
dogs, and saw her husband in the doorway! 

"Oh, dear!" she moaned, having the good grace to blush and lower her eyes in 
shame. 

But she continued to smile. 

Isabelle had not failed to notice that although Clay's face was dark with 
rage, the front of his pants bulged with a very promising lump. 

He strode into the room. 

"Out!" he shouted. 

Thunder, his balls already drained, slunk away immediately. The other two 
dogs hesitated, puzzled, not understanding why the master should be angry 
with them or why he should so heartlessly drive them away before they had 
fucked the woman. Clay pointed at the door and stamped his foot. Lightning 
and Storm shifted uneasily. Lightning bared his gleaming fangs and Storm 
growled menacingly. 

Clay came very close to getting his balls bitten off at that moment, for the 
dogs were not pleased at being deprived of that hot, wet cunt with which 
they were so familiar. 

But they were obedient dogs and, heads hanging dejectedly, they walked 
stiff-legged from the bedroom, hard pricks throbbing and neglected. 

Clay closed the door behind them and turned to confront his faithless wife. 

His words of admonishment died on his lips when he saw that sexy Isabelle 
had dropped back along the bed, her knees lifted and her thighs parted. Her 
soaking cunt was tilted up lasciviously and invitingly. 

Clay's cock pounded like a drum. 

There would be plenty of time to chastise the naughty dog fucker later. 

Clay just had to get his rocks off first. 

He dropped his pants, hopping awkwardly as he stepped out of them, as if 
thrown off balance by the massive weight of his swollen prick. 

Isabelle smiled as he moved toward her. 

And, outside the closed bedroom door, the hounds were still howling in 
anguish. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Isabelle was disappointed that her husband had come home and interrupted her 
pleasures. She loved fucking with dogs and when she did she loved to take 
all three of the brutes on, one right after the other, getting her hot cunt 
flooded with doggy spunk and creaming on all three brutish pricks. 

But Clay's rampant cock looked lovely, as human pricks go, and she smiled 
invitingly at him. His cock was standing like a lance, the fat cock-knob 
glowing an angry red and starting to weep frothy pre-cum. 

"Fuck me, darling!" she moaned. 

Clay groaned with lust and knelt between her lush, open thighs. He almost 
bent down to suck her cunt, as he usually did as foreplay before he fucked 
her. But at the last moment, his face right down near her pussy, he 
remembered that her cunt was full of doggy jism. 

No way was he gonna suck that! 

He stared into her gaping cunt. Her cunt-lips were unfurled like the petals 
of a fleshy pink blossom. Her open pussy and inner folds were soaking with 
dog spunk and her clit was floating in the gooey cum. 

His cock hammered, eager to be enveloped in her steaming pussy, but Clay 
paused. How could he sink his smoking cock in that cunt-hole? How could a 
guy take sloppy seconds to a dog? 

He jerked away and snarled, "I'm damned if I'm gonna shove my prick where a 
fucking dog has just shot his wad!" 

Isabelle looked affronted. She was so accustomed to getting fucked by the 
dumb dogs that she didn't realize what a shock it had been for her husband. 

Clay shifted up on his knees. He put a hand behind her head and pulled her 
face toward his prick, thrusting it out toward her mouth. 

"Suck it!" he gasped. 

But Isabelle turned her face away, so that his dribbling cockhead missed her 
lips and skimmed along her cheek, leaving a slimy trail. 

Normally Isabelle adored sucking Clay off, and never denied him head. But 
now she was indignant. He had rejected and spurned her cunt, demanding a 
blow-job, and that was no way to treat a lady. 

Anyhow, she wanted more fucking. 

A really devilish gleam came into her eyes and a wicked smile twisted her 
lips. 

"Well, you better not put your cock in my mouth, then, either darling," she 
said. "Because sometimes I suck the dog's off, too!" 

Clay gasped and his cock thundered as it rubbed alongside her cheek. He 
looked so stricken that Isabelle thought maybe she shouldn't have told him 
that she gave the dogs blow-jobs. She didn't want him to storm off in 
disgust and leave her cockless. 

But Clay was not about to do that-and Isabelle was caught in her own trap! 

He grasped her by her wide, supple hips and roughly jerked her over onto her 
belly. She squealed and kicked, but he held her down. He placed his open 
hands on the smooth cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, exposing the 
tiny brown bud of her taut little shithole. 

"You ass-fuck with the bastards, too?" Clay asked. 

"N-no-" she whimpered, cowed by his fury. 

Holding her asscheeks open, Clay mounted her and jolted his cock out. His 
flaring cockhead nudged into her tight asshole. 

The fat purple prick looked much too wide to fit up her tiny little 
shit-bud. The tip was in her and the wedge-shaped cock-knob loomed out, 
pulsing. Clay shifted his grip to her hipbones, holding them as if they were 
handles, and hauling her ass up and back. He thrust his cock out as he 
dragged her ass toward him. 

His cock-knob began to push into her. 

It hurt a little and Isabelle whimpered. But it felt lovely, too. The slight 
pain only seemed to add a tingle to the pleasant sensation. She began to 
squirm, pushing her ass back to meet him and twisting her hips, winding her 
shithole onto his cockhead. 

His bloated cock-knob vanished with a slurp. 

Isabelle squealed as she felt the smoking hot hunk of prick flare in her 
shit-chute. His cock-knob was bedded and his long, thick prick-stalk stood 
out between them like a tubular bridge spanning the gap between his balls 
and her ass- a hollow tube through which his steaming cum could flow like a 
pipeline into her guts. 

He began to push deeper. His cock-knob was the fattest part of his 
formidable prick and it was spreading her tight asshole open, blazing a 
trail for the rest of his long cockshaft to follow into her unexplored ass. 

She sobbed and gasped. But she also wriggled with the joy of the ass-fuck. 
Her asshole resisted, then rippled and opened to accommodate his massive 
cock. 

"Oooooh-shove it up me, darling!" she moaned. "Give me all of that big 
prick!" 

If Clay had meant to punish Isabelle by fucking her ass, it obviously wasn't 
working out that way. But the clinging shit-chute felt splendid on his 
pounding prick and he fucked in farther. Inch by sweet inch he was burying 
his huge cock into her ass. 

With a sudden jolt, he sank his cock in to the hilt. His balls hung down 
heavily into her crotch and his prick had disappeared. He felt the full 
penetration, savoring the sordid sensation of having all of his hot prick 
encased in her shit-chute and letting the naughty woman thrill to that deep, 
throbbing ass-fucking. 

Her ass muscles began to pull and drag on his cock as if she were hungrily 
digesting him in reverse, sucking him up her digestive tract. His cockhead 
felt like a burning ember in her ass and his hard cockshaft was working like 
a lever in her tight shit-chute. 

Isabelle groaned and gurgled. His prick was up her ass so far that she half 
expected the fat fucker to come pushing out of her mouth! 

The rings of her ass tunnel rippled up his cock from root to knob, as if the 
lascivious woman were jerking him off inside her ass. Clay pulled back. The 
fit was so snug that, at first, he only yanked her ass back on his buried 
cock, not sliding in and out. But then her asshole adjusted, loosening 
slightly, still clinging but giving him enough slack to move his prick. 

Clay pulled his prick out until only the bulging cockhead was stuck up her 
asshole. His prick-stalk steamed as it throbbed between them. He hauled back 
on her hipbones and sank his prick in to the hilt again and she whimpered 
with the joy of it. He was plunging so deep she thought that he must be 
fucking to her heart. 

His belly slapped on the upthrust curve of her ass as he fed the cock to her 
furiously. His cock-head rampaged in her ass, flaring and throbbing. It 
plowed in savagely, filling her. She was sure that when he creamed, his cum 
would squirt into her belly itself, just as if she had sucked him off and 
swallowed his jism. Taking it up the ass was like a blow-job in reverse, she 
thought. 

As he fucked into her ass, his hands slid up her flanks and he cupped her 
fat tits, pulling at the taut nipples and kneading the solid tit mounds. 
Then his grip shifted back to her hips and he began to drag her asshole onto 
his cock like a tight-fitting boot onto a club foot. 

His balls swung into her crotch, splashing in the doggy spunk and spraying 
the slimy stuff onto her thighs and into her curly cuntbush. He twisted her 
ass from side to side, rolling the firm asscheeks, as his prick sped between 
them, sinking to the root in her asshole. 

Her ass heaved up as his prick filled her, and sank down quivering as he 
withdrew. Her whole voluptuous body was vibrating and trembling with hot 
flashes and ripples as he fucked his cock into her ass remorselessly. Like a 
heated crowbar, his hard cock fucked in and the woman's shit-chute melted 
around it. 

Clay howled like one of the dogs. 

He pounded his prick in violently, and as his balls slapped into her 
cuntslot, they erupted. Hot jism gushed into her ass like an enema. Isabelle 
cried out with the rapture of being hosed full of steaming cum. It felt as 
heavy and as thick as melted lead as it poured steadily into her guts. 

She jerked and thrashed in a frenzy and her asshole sucked on his cock 
hungrily. She could feel the slimy ropes and coils of his cum as they ran 
into her ass, burning her with every steaming spurt. 

At last Clay was spent. 

He slumped over her ass, mounted on her haunches like a dog-and panting like 
a dog. She squirmed around happily on his buried cock. When he drew back, 
his cock came out as it had gone in, inch by inch. His cock-knob stuck in 
her asshole for a moment, then slipped free. Her tiny little asshole bubbled 
over with boiling fuckjuice. 

The slimy cum poured down the crack of her ass like a stream through a 
canyon and soaked into the doggy spunk that had pooled up in her pussy-slot. 
She reached back between her thighs and cupped his balls tenderly, gently 
fondling the slack, depleted bags. 

The ass-fuck had been lovely-but now the insatiable woman wanted even more. 

Clay knelt behind her, swaying about, his balls in her hand. After a moment 
he sighed and sank down, collapsing onto the bed. He had been so mightily 
inspired and he had shot his load out with such energy-sapping force that he 
was in a daze, stunned by the violence of his cumming. He rolled onto his 
back, chest heaving, eyes closed. 

His soiled prick looped up from his loins in a meaty coil, neither hard nor 
soft, still impressive, large and shapely. His cock began to bend into a 
deeper bow. His fat cock-knob flopped around on the end of his prick like 
some medieval weapon-a mace or a ball and chain. Then the thick shaft fell 
down along his thigh, the cock-knob making a moist, slapping sound. 

Isabelle bent over that dirty prick. She blew on it as if trying to make a 
smoldering ember burst into flame. His cock rippled and quivered in the 
steamy flow of her breath, but it didn't stiffen again. 

Turning her. face, she sucked his cockhead into her mouth and nursed gently 
on it, teasing the slimy tip with her tongue. His prick, flavored by her 
shit-chute, was delicious and Isabelle suckled sweetly, sighing and purring. 
Then she drew her mouth off the cock-knob and licked up and down the long 
bow of his cock, slurping and lapping along the fat vein that seamed the 
underside of his prick and tonguing his drained balls at the root. 

But despite her efforts, his cock stayed limp, failing to respond to her 
magic mouth. Isabelle drew back and regarded his prick. She had 
spit-polished his cock-knob to a glistening purple luster and his prick was 
drenched with her saliva, but the big cock still lay lifeless. 

She glanced up at Clay's face. 

The man, totally spent, had fallen into a deep sleep. Isabelle was 
disappointed. With her ass well-screwed, she was desperate for a cuntful of 
cock. 

Naturally, she thought about the dogs. But when she went to the bedroom door 
and opened it, the hounds were gone. 

 * * * 

Thunder had curled up on the floor and idly licked his slick cockhead, but 
Lightning and Storm, both un-fucked and with full balls, had been baying and 
yelping at the door, frantic to get in. 

As Clay fucked his prick into Isabelle's shit-chute, her neglected cunt had 
poured out the strong perfume of a hot pussy. The fragrance filled the 
bedroom and seeped out under the closed door. 

Her erotic aroma had permeated the house and driven the horny hounds wild. 
Their nostrils flared as they inhaled the compelling scent and each time a 
black nose sniffed, a slick, red cockhead pulsed, as if the two sensitive 
organs were connected. 

Thunder had been well-milked in Isabelle's clinging cunt, but soon enough 
he, too, began to respond to the sex smell streaming from the bedroom. His 
hairy balls started to inflate again and his fat cock stiffened. He got up 
and padded over to join his companions at the door. 

It was obvious to the animals, with their animal instincts and compulsions, 
that behind the closed door there was an empty cunt smoldering away. They 
had three hard pricks and the connection was evident, and the dumb brutes 
couldn't understand why they were being denied. 

They pawed at the door, nails scratching the wood, becoming more desperate 
by the moment -by the whiff. Having been introduced to the joy of fucking by 
Isabelle, the hounds had grown accustomed to the treat and they were a lot 
hornier than the average dog, who has only known the limited attentions of a 
bitch in heat. 

But, having paws instead of hands, the beasts could not open the bedroom 
door-and for the same reason, they couldn't relieve themselves by jerking 
off. 

After awhile, the frustration became too much for the poor, deprived dogs. 
They couldn't bear to be inhaling that fragrance while denied the source. By 
some silent understanding between animals who hunted in a pack, the three 
hounds turned as one and ran from the house and into the woods, yelping and 
barking-and hunting for cunt. 

That was why there were three horny hounds stalking the woodland when the 
Standish family came camping. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Paul Standish was driving slowly along the dirt road, looking for a suitable 
place to stop and put up their tent. His wife, Julia, was beside him and the 
kids were in the back of the van. 

Julia had been squirming around a bit as they drove along the bumpy road, 
her crotch starting to heat up from the motion and the friction. 

Julia glanced at Paul's crotch. She was a tawny blonde woman with tousled 
hair, high cheekbones and slanted green eyes. She looked like a predator 
lioness. When she saw that there was a promising bulge in Paul's groin, she 
smiled impishly and licked her sensual lips. 

She turned and looked in the back. 

The van had been fitted with two narrow beds in back, and the kids seemed to 
be asleep. Debby, who was the youngest, had a sleeping bag pulled over her 
nubile young body and Jimmy, her older brother, was under a ground-sheet. 
Satisfied that they were both slumbering, Julia turned back to her husband 
and slid closer to him. 

"The kids are sleeping!" she whispered into his ear, and then flicked her 
tongue into his ear, as if to punctuate the end of her statement. 

"Yeah?" he asked, starting to grin. Paul was well aware of how randy his 
wife always got when they had been in the car for any length of time. 

"Want a blow-job, darling?" she asked. 

He didn't have to answer. Paul had never in his life turned down a blow-job 
and her question had been rhetorical. He kept both hands on the steering 
wheel and his eyes on the road, but he hiked his crotch up slightly. 

Julia toyed with the clasp of his zipper, then slowly pulled it down. His 
fly flopped open. He was wearing nylon briefs and his prick was swelling, 
clearly outlined in the stretchy material. 

Julia leaned over his lap, gazing at his nylon-sheathed cock hungrily, 
looking even wilder as she loomed over him, ready to pounce on his prick. 

Paul's prick pulsed, dragging the elastic waistband of his briefs out tautly 
from his flat belly. Where his fat cockhead bulged in the nylon, a damp, 
sticky patch had started to seep through. 

Julia licked her lips, eyelashes fluttering over her gleaming green eyes. 
She blew onto the lump and watched it react by swelling more. 

Paul had slowed the car to little more than a walking pace. His hands 
clenched tightly on the steering wheel and the veins in his neck stood out. 
His lips drew back from his teeth in a wolfish leer. 

"Don't make too much noise!" he groaned. 

Julia giggled, muffling the sound behind her hand, not wanting to wake the 
kids. She knew that she usually gave a noisy blow-job, with plenty of 
whimpering and moaning and juicy slurping sounds. 

She hooked her fingers under the tightly stretched elastic and pulled his 
briefs out wide of his cock, tugging them down. She tucked the elastic under 
his balls so that all of his prick was bared. 

"Yummy!" Debby groaned, admiring the meaty view. 

Paul's cock jutted up, blunt-knobbed and thick-stalked and his balls were 
swollen with his load. His pisshole was already weeping out pre-spunk and 
the purple head of his prick was slathered with the frothy stuff. 

It looks like a fat plum drenched with whipped cream, Debby thought-but a 
lot more delicious than any fruit could ever be. 

Julia stared at his cock and balls hungrily, like a glutton at a banquet, 
anticipating the feast. Her pretty face turned from side to side as she 
studied his cock from all angles. She blew on it and it flared. 

Her mouth was watering heavily and her tongue felt bloated in her wet mouth. 
She let a drop of saliva fall from her parted lips. It dropped right onto 
the head of his cock and sizzled, steaming from the hot prick. 

Paul moaned. His cock was hard and throbbing. It felt as if his hard-on was 
rooted right through his body-as if his long cock was moored behind his ass, 
running right through the floorboards of the van, like a gearshift. He could 
feel his jism load sloshing around in a heavy tide inside the fat bags of 
his balls. 

Julia pushed her tongue out and lapped lightly at the slimy tip of his 
cockhead. She purred as the succulence of his pre-cum registered on her 
taste buds. She licked his cock-knob again. His naked prick was glowing like 
a light bulb now and the dark, thick vein was pounding up the underside of 
his towering cock. 

Julia leaned down and tongued his balls, savoring the subtly different taste 
of ball-meat and feeling his hard balls jiggle inside the hairy sac. 

Paul grunted and fucked up from the seat. The van was starting to veer about 
on the narrow road, going at a mere crawl, the engine laboring. 

The thick crankshaft of Paul's prick was pounding like an engine as well, a 
high-compression piston fueled by the swollen tank of his balls. 

Julia flattened her tongue against the base of his cock and drew it very 
slowly up the length, tracing along the pulsing lengthy vein. At the top of 
the cock she fluttered her tongue against the sensitive spot where his 
triangular cockhead flared out from the shaft. 

She licked up again, her tongue crisscrossing. Paul jerked up spasmodically. 
More preliminary cum oozed from his cock and washed down. As the slippery 
stuff trickled down his cockshaft, Julia slurped it up. 

"Ummmm!" she moaned, as the savory jism flowed over her tongue and bubbled 
on her lips, whetting her appetite for the full load to follow. 

She slid her tongue into his pisshole and wriggled it around. She lapped all 
over his prick, her tawny head turning this way and that. Julia was an 
enthusiastic cocksucker and a devout cum drinker. Her sensual mouth was as 
horny as her juicy cunt and her tongue got as hot as her clit. Usually when 
she sucked cock she liked to prolong the feast, lingering over the 
preliminary licking, savoring the prick before she swallowed the creamy cum. 

But under the circumstances, with the kids asleep in the back of the van, 
she figured that she had better get the job done efficiently and quickly. 

She didn't want them to wake up and interrupt her before she had been fed. 

She kissed the tip of his dribbling cockhead, then let her lips part around 
it, feeding the smoking cock into her mouth and starting to suck greedily. 

She reminded herself that she had to try not to make too much noise. 

But the kids were already awake-and knew damned well what their mother was 
doing. 

When Julia's blonde head had vanished from view, Debby had opened her eyes 
and looked across at her brother. Jimmy, too, had been pretending to be 
asleep, watching through slitted eyes. Now he grinned at his sister. 

Debby quietly said, "Mom's blowing daddy-" "I know," Jimmy said. 

Debby was looking very saucy and sexy. Her nubile curves were outlined under 
the sleeping bag, plump tits rising as she took a deep breath. 

The ground sheet over Jimmy rose up to a peak as his cock stiffened, lifting 
it like a tent. Debby realized that he must have already taken his cock out, 
all set to jerk-off under cover of the sheet. The thought thrilled the girl 
to the core of her horny heart. 

The kids heard their mother's tongue slurp on daddy's cock. Paul grunted and 
Julia moaned. A soft sucking sound drifted to the kids' ears. They stared at 
each other knowingly. 

Debby lifted her sleeping bag. 

Jimmy gave a little gasp. His sister had drawn her skirt up past her hips 
and tugged her bikini panties down her thighs. She hooked her top leg up so 
that her brother could look right at her pussy. 

Jimmy trembled at the sight. Debby's pussy was open and wet, the delicate 
pink pussy-lips unfolded and her clit sticking out, taut and vibrant. Her 
cunt was soaking with creamy cunt-juice and her whole crotch was sopping 
with the overflow from her fuck-hole. 

They distinctly heard another moist slurp as Julia inhaled on Paul's 
cockhead. 

Jimmy lifted the ground sheet and showed his sister his hard-on. Her eyes 
gleamed as she gazed at that potent young prick sprouting from his fly. 

Both holding the covers up, they stared at each other. Debby's eyes were 
drawn to Jimmy's prick like iron filings to a magnet, and Jimmy's eyes were 
glued to her cunt. 

The girl slid a hand down and pulled her fingers slowly up through her pussy 
and across her clit, shuddering at the hot sensation and adoring the way 
that her brother's handsome face contorted with lust. 

Jimmy responded by folding his fist around his cockshaft and giving it a 
stroke. As he pulled up, his foreskin rolled like a carpet over the ledge of 
his cock-knob, and as he pumped back toward his bloated balls his purple 
cockhead flared out like a hooded cobra about to strike. 

Debby tilted her wrist and slipped three fingers up into her fuck-hole, 
pushing in to the knuckles. Jimmy's eyes burned into her groin like laser 
beams. Her pussy squished as she finger-fucked in and out. 

Jimmy pumped his prick, thrusting it toward Debby. It was so taut that it 
was humming like a tuning fork. He could have used it to launch an arrow or 
to play a violin. His fist skimmed on the thick prickshaft, making the angry 
red cock-knob pulse in and out like a lung. 

The naughty youngsters watched each other jerk-off for a few moments, loving 
the sight as much as the sensation. It was fun to watch each other. 

But it was a lot more fun to jerk each other off. 

"Wait!" Debby whispered as she gave her cunt a last finger stroke, then drew 
her hand away. 

Jimmy understood. He pulled his hand off his prick. His abandoned cock 
bucked like a horse, standing like an oil rig ready to bring in a geyser. It 
was frustrating to wait, but he forced himself to keep his fist off his 
prick, saving his cumming for later. 

Debby and Jimmy had been giving each other hand-jobs for several months, and 
they were both looking forward to some naughty fun as soon as they were 
alone together. Now they settled back, not wasting a frig on their own 
hands, and enjoyed the sounds of the blow-job drifting from the front of the 
van. 

Try as she would, Julia was such an enthusiastic cocksucker that she 
couldn't give silent head. Paul's prick fucked into her mouth and she gasped 
and gurgled as she gorged voraciously on the meaty prick. 

She nursed on the fat cock-knob, her lips pushed out as they collared his 
thick prick just below the flaring cock-knob. She panted down his cock and 
her saliva trickled down onto his balls. Her tongue bathed his cockhead with 
nimble strokes as her mouth pulled on it. 

Then she began to bob down, feeding more of his prick into her greedy mouth. 
Paul fucked up from the seat to meet her as her face pushed down. His foot 
was jerking on and off the gas pedal and the van was bucking erratically, as 
if echoing his own jolting fucking strokes. 

Julia sucked as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, taking every 
inch of Paul's thundering prick into her slobbering mouth. 

"Unghhh!" she groaned as his gigantic cock- head clogged her throat. 

Then she sighed as she drew her lips back up his prick-stalk, sucking 
through every precious inch. She worked on his cockhead for a moment, then 
her tawny head pumped down in the classic blow-job movement again. 

Her head twisted as she screwed the collar of her lips down his cock like a 
juicy nut onto a meaty bolt. She took his cock-knob into one cheek, then the 
other, then back into her throat again, deep-throating him to the hilt. 

Her lips plastered wetly around the root of his prick as she swallowed him 
gluttonously. Her nose rustled in his wiry cock hair and her trembling chin 
was jammed against the cushion of his inflated balls. She had all of his 
cock in her mouth for a few moments, then sucked her way back up to the 
bulging cockhead. His heavily veined prick emerged from her lips glistening 
with her slobber. 

"Cum-cum!" she panted on his cockhead, as if she were gasping into a meaty 
microphone. 

His pisshole spilled out a few gooey drops of pre-spunk onto her frenzied 
tongue. The cum felt thick and sticky as glue on her taste buds. 

She savored it, then her throat pulsed as she swallowed. 

"Ooooh-slime me, Paul!" Julia groaned. "Spunk me, darling-use my mouth for a 
cunt!" 

Paul heaved up vigorously, fucking into her radiant face, tilting her tawny 
head back on his mouth-gorging prick as he fucked in deep. 

"Ahhh-feed me-hose my fucking mouth, Paul-whitewash my throat!" she gasped. 

No, Julia couldn't give quiet head. 

In the back of the van two very excited teenagers exchanged a heated, 
knowing glance. 

And Paul, too, had forgotten about the need to be quiet, as he surged 
towards the creamy cum. He was gasping and grunting and moaning as he fucked 
steadily into Julia's eager face. Her tongue had curled into a wet pink 
bridge over which his prick was running as he rammed his cockhead deeply 
into her throat and dribbled slime down her gullet. 

"Here it comes, baby!" Paul moaned. 

" Ummmm-ummmm-ummmm-" Julia whimpered, hungrily anticipating the steaming 
load of cum. She pulled her lips up to his cock- head and nursed on the slab 
as it expanded and throbbed. His balls ballooned and exploded. 

His hot jism came rushing up his prick-stalk and shot into Julia's mouth, 
skimming over her flashing tongue and gushing to the back of her throat. She 
gulped the first thick spurt down hungrily, feeling the steaming spunk run 
down her throat and into her belly. 

Paul shot again on the recoil, his ass pressing against the seat, then fed 
her another shot of cum as he fucked up into her head again. 

Julia was gulping his jizz down ravenously, but Paul's load was too much for 
her to swallow. Cum foamed from her sucking lips and ran down both sides of 
her chin in slimy streamers. 

She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, abandoned to cum drinker's 
rapture. 

He pumped a creamy wad of cum into her cheek, then shot a rocket into the 
back of her mouth. Slimy strings of spunk ran over her tongue and streaked 
her lips. Julia sucked and Paul shot, his balls seemingly bottomless, his 
load pouring into her in steady streams. 

Her mouth was full of jism, her tongue floating in a sea of slime. Still the 
insatiable woman sucked for more, milking him to the bone. 

The van stalled, coming to a bucking halt. 

Paul was grinding to a halt as well, the fuel tank of his balls emptied. He 
slumped back in the seat, panting. 

Julia kept on bobbing her head up and down, coaxing the last trickles of 
jizz from his piss-hole. Then she folded her hand around his prick and 
frigged him, jerking off the last sweet drops onto her tongue. 

His prick began to soften in her mouth, the cock-knob turning rubbery and 
his prick bending. Julia suckled for a few more moments, to make sure that 
she had drained him dry. Then she drew her lips from his cock. That big slab 
gleamed like a polished knuckle, wet with her saliva but with every last 
streak of cum sucked up. 

She slid down to lap up the overflow from his prick-stalk and balls, not 
wasting a single drop. Then she drew back and sighed with contentment. 

Julia pushed her tongue out so Paul could see the creamy coating of his cum, 
then she swallowed. His jism warmed her belly like a cognac. 

But it made her cunt hot, too. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

"I'm gonna take a walk in the woods," Debby said, giving her brother a 
meaningful glance. 

The happy family had found a campsite a few miles on from where the car had 
stalled as Paul emptied his balls into Julia's greedy mouth and the kids had 
steadfastly pretended to be sleeping. It wasn't an ideal spot but it would 
do, and none of them felt like driving further-they all had much more 
exciting plans. 

They all joined in to pitch the tent and gather wood for a camp fire, and 
then Debby declared her intention to take a walk, expecting Jimmy to say 
that he would join her. 

She was eager to find some peaceful, secluded spot where she and her brother 
could jerk each other off, as they were in the habit of doing whenever they 
were alone together. She paused, looking back. 

But Jimmy had a problem. 

The moment that Debby mentioned her walk he had realized what she had in 
mind and his cock ballooned to gigantic proportions in his tight jeans. He 
was sitting down, with his knees drawn up to conceal his hard-on but he knew 
that if he stood up his mother and father could not fail to notice the huge 
lump. 

He winked at Debby, to let the girl know he would follow as soon as he 
could. 

Debby shrugged and vanished into the trees. 

Julia was delighted that Debby had gone off and she was hoping that Jimmy 
would decide to make himself scarce for awhile, too. Her pussy was really 
hot for cock. But the boy just sat there, looking strangely sheepish. 

She wondered if maybe he had been awake in the van and heard her sucking 
Paul's prick. It was an embarrassing thought and she blushed. But it was 
exciting, too. She wondered if the boy had ever had a blow-job, himself. She 
knew that his cock was a formidable tool, having often seen him in the 
shower. Dark, incestuous fantasies flitted through her fevered mind. 

Julia was ashamed of herself for her naughty thoughts, but couldn't deny 
they were thrilling -especially at the moment, with her pussy simmering and 
juicing. 

She gave Jimmy a speculative look. 

Jimmy, embarrassed by his hard-on and frustrated by not being able to go 
with Debby because of the incriminating swelling, looked glum. 

His mother wanted him to go away and Jimmy was eager to do just that, but 
his hard-on was getting in the way. He simply had to wait until his cock got 
soft or until his mom and dad went into the tent. 

They were waiting for Jimmy to leave so that they could go and have a 
frantic fuck in the tent. So it was that fate, in the form of a swollen cock 
and bloated balls, took a hand, and Debby went alone into the woodlands, 
where three very horny hounds were stalking. 

The nubile girl walked along for a ways, looking back over her shoulder, 
expecting her brother to come panting after her at any moment. When he 
didn't appear, she frowned and sighed. She felt annoyed and puzzled, knowing 
that he must be as keen for a sex session as she was. 

She found a shady glade with a fallen tree and sat down to wait. Her pussy 
was like a burning ember between her slender thighs, juicing into the 
crotchband of her panties. Her nipples were standing out against her cotton 
blouse like little rockets ready to be launched. 

She waited impatiently for a few minutes. Then she decided that she would 
rub her cunt a little. She didn't intend to make herself cum, that felt a 
lot nicer when she was melting on Jimmy's hand, but she would just stroke 
and pet her pussy a bit, keeping it nice and hot and juicy for Jimmy, when 
he finally turned up. 

She opened her blouse and let the flaps part, thrusting her tits out. She 
kneaded the firm, plump tit-mounds and pulled on the stiff nipples. Those 
taut pink buds exploded in her fingers and she whimpered. 

Pulling her short skirt up, she squirmed out of her bikini panties, her ass 
and hips twisting as she drew the tiny garment down her loins. She took them 
from her feet and held them up, grinning as she saw how drenched the crotch 
was. She held them to her face and sniffed. 

Pussy-juice really smelled tantalizing, the girl thought. She was certainly 
not a lesbian, but the thought of sucking a hot, creamy cunt fascinated her. 
She guessed that was normal, that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to be a 
cunt-lapper. 

Feeling naughty, she licked at the gooey crotch of her panties, then sucked 
the soaking band into her lips and slurped, getting hotter and hungrier as 
she tasted her own pussy nectar from her panties. 

She lapped up the creamy spillage, then tossed the bikini panties aside. 

They fluttered to the ground like a butterfly with damp wings, the fragrance 
of pussy wafting from them and drifting through the air. 

When Debby parted her legs, an even more pungent flow of pussy odor streamed 
from her crotch, carried on the gentle woodland breezes. The distinctive 
scent drifted off through the pine trees. 

A mile away, a hound raised his head and sniffed. 

An instant later, two other hounds were inhaling the richly scented breeze. 

Their black noses flared-and so did their slick red cockheads. The dogs 
rumbled in their shaggy throats and stood there, inhaling deeply, hairy 
flanks rippling in and out, cocks swinging heavily under their haunches. 

Thunder growled. Lightning yelped. Storm raised his head and bayed like a 
wolf. 

The dogs looked at each other. 

And then the horny pack moved as one, running fluidly through the woods as 
they followed their noses toward the source of that delectable aroma. 

Not wanting to cream by herself, Debby was rubbing her cunt very gently, 
pausing to let it cool off each time she felt a climax starting to build up. 

She drew her fingertips lightly up her parted cunt-lips, stroking either 
side of her pussy in turn. She flicked her finger against her clit and 
shuddered. She had better not touch herself there, she figured, if she was 
going to save her cumming for Jimmy. 

Letting her cunt subside, she cupped her tits in her hands and lifted the 
bouncy mounds. The nipples poked up delectably, pert and pink. Debby tilted 
her face down and just managed to make her tongue reach her nipples. She 
licked at each, her lovely face turning. 

She wished that she was agile and nimble enough to lick her cunt, as well. 
How lucky acrobats and contortionists were, she figured. She felt certain 
that anyone who could suck her own cunt would naturally do so. 

Parting her thighs wide, she leaned down as far as she could, her mouth 
watering for the unobtainable fruit. She inhaled the steamy perfume of her 
cunt and watched her clit swell explosively. She moistened her fingers in 
her mouth and rubbed them into her fuck-slot. 

Then she brought them to her lips again, moaning as she licked her sweet 
pussy-juice from her hand. She used the other hand. It went down wet with 
saliva and came back to her mouth all creamy with her pearly cunt-juice. 

She wondered if her brother would suck her off. So far, the two kids had 
limited their incestuous play to simply hand-jobs, but Debby was game for 
more. 

Listening to her mom blow her daddy had made the nubile youngster feel 
adventurous and naughty. She was willing to blow Jimmy if he would suck her 
cunt. 

But where the fuck was he? 

If he didn't get there pretty damn soon she was going to have to fingerfuck 
herself to a climax. She bunched her four fingers together into a 
cock-shaped bundle and tentatively slid them up her pussy. 

As Debby frigged them in and out, she shifted the ball of her thumb 
rhythmically against her clit. That throbbing bud felt like a stick of 
dynamite smoldering away. 

Her cunt got hotter and the fragrance streamed out even more. 

Then the dogs burst into the clearing. 

Debby cried out in alarm. 

For a moment, she thought that a pack of wolves were upon her, about to tear 
her apart with their gleaming fangs. She jumped up to run, then realized 
that they were only dogs and that they didn't look at all savage. 

They looked friendly, with their big wet tongues lolling from their 
slobbering jowls, and even more friendly, for all three of the big brutes 
had huge, hard pricks swinging heavily under their loins. 

The dogs circled the girl warily. 

Debby sat back down on the log, looking at the dogs in fascination. It was 
obvious that the animals had gotten excited because they had gotten a whiff 
of her smoldering cunt and the idea delighted the girl. She had been longing 
to feel a tongue stirring her creamy pussy her own or her brother's-and now 
she was suddenly presented with three huge tongues, drooling and slobbering 
all around her. 

It was real naughty to let a doggy tongue her cunt, she realized. But Debby 
was in the mood to be naughty and she smiled wantonly, yielding to the 
impulse. 

She slid down to the edge of the log and perched there with her legs wide 
apart and the fragrance of her cunt pouring from her open crotch. 

"C'mon, lap it, boy," she said. 

Storm jerked around, his muscular body twisting. He thrust his big, blunt 
head into Debby's crotch. His cock black nose hit her clit and she gasped. 
The dog's nostrils flared, sniffing and snuffling right in her creamy pussy. 
Then his huge, heavy tongue began to slap at her cunt. 

"Oooooh!" Debby moaned, loving it. 

She ground her pussy against the brute's eager muzzle. The dog lapped away 
frantically, the fat paddle of his tongue spraying cunt-juice out of her 
crotch and onto her cunt-mound. 

Debby reached down and spread her cunt-lips open wider so that the doggy 
could slurp at her inner folds. His tongue shot in. It felt as big as a 
prick as it slithered up her fuck-hole. In his bestial enthusiasm, the 
animal was trying to jam his whole snout up into her cunt. 

"Ummmm-what a lovely doggy," Debby groaned. "Lap up the juicy cum, boy!" 

Thunder and Lightning were bounding around, whimpering in envy. They spread 
out and looped in from the sides, each dog licking and slobbering on her 
tits. Doggy drool coated her pink nipples and slid down between her tits. 

Debby squealed with delight. Her clit pulsed on Storm's tongue and her 
nipples shot out like high caliber bullets on the other doggy tongues. She 
twisted from the hips, turning toward Thunder. His tongue flailed at both of 
her tits now and Lightning was slobbering on her ass, haunches low to the 
ground. 

Debby raised her hip on that side, turning the cheek of her ass up. The 
doggy began to slurp eagerly up the crack of her ass, yelping at the tangy, 
tantalizing taste. His tongue began to whip against the tiny brown bud of 
her shithole, wetting the slot with drool and then pushing up past her 
puckered asshole. 

Debby was panting with the rapture of it. One dog was slobbering into her 
cunt and another was reaming out her asshole and the third was going 
slurp-crazy on her tits and nipples. 

What more could a girl want? 

Those avid tongues felt so hot that she thought they must be blistering her 
flesh. Their frothy saliva steamed from her cunt and asshole and soaked her 
tits. Belly, tits and thighs, she was glistening with drool. 

Her ass shot out against Lightning's muzzle as his tongue cleaved her 
asshole. Storm's meaty tongue slapped up her fuck-hole. She could feel both 
of those wet tongues whipping inside her twin holes at the same time, 
separated only by the slender membrane. 

Her nipples went off like blasting caps, setting off an explosion lower 
down, in the detonator of her clit. She cried out with wild lust, like an 
animal in the throes of a creamy orgasm. 

Waves of bliss rippled across her belly and shot up her trembling thighs. 
The waves came faster and higher, rushing upon each other and then blending 
into one tidal crest that engulfed her and consumed her. The girl's loins 
melted in a steaming flood. 

As she creamed, the juice from her cunt got hotter and thicker and more 
pungent, and the hounds went berserk. Their tongues were red blurs as they 
furiously slapped against her pussy and tits and shithole. 

Girl-cum poured like whipped cream onto Storm's tongue and as that soaking 
lapper whipped in, more pussy-juice, mixed with doggy slobber, gushed down 
her groin and soaked in the crack of her ass, where Lightning slurped it up 
with a savage appetite and doggy glee. 

Debby was almost fainting with the thrill of it. She felt as if her guts 
were dissolving and pouring out of her cunt and her asshole along with her 
cum. Her blood was boiling, her bones were melting, her brains seemed to be 
turning to cunt-juice, all of her being centered in her pussy. 

Her clit was going off like a machine gun and each time that hot bud shot 
off, her cunt filled with another load of cunt-cream. She was flopping 
around like a rag doll between the hungry hounds as they clustered about her 
nubile body in a feeding frenzy. 

The final peak hit her and she gasped, stunned, shaken to the roots by the 
most dynamic climax that she had ever had. She jerked spasmodically. The log 
was all slippery with pussy-juice under her and she slipped off and bounced 
on her ass in the grass. She sat there, blinking and smiling dreamily, 
mesmerized by her explosive orgasm. 

The dogs still yelped and whimpered around her, lapping up the seepage and 
the overflow and drenching her all over with their foaming tongue lather. 

As their heads thrust out, lapping, their powerful haunches rippled and 
heaved and humped, shoving their neglected pricks in and out, balls 
swinging. 

Debby found herself staring at those neglected doggy cocks in fascination. 
She felt responsible for their condition and obligated to do something about 
it. After all, the dogs had been very nice to her. 

The girl smiled, feeling deliciously depraved. 

Her brother hadn't showed up-but the dogs needed to be jacked off every bit 
as much as Jimmy did, and the naughty youngster's hands were itching for a 
feel of doggy cock. 

She planned to give them hand-jobs, but Debby should have known better. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The dogs had name tags on their collars, little brass plates that swung 
under their throats as they shoved their big heads out against her body. 

Debby giggled. If a girl was going to fuck with dogs, she should at least 
know what the dumb brutes were called, she thought. She read the tags as the 
frantic beasts squirmed all around her. They seemed appropriate. 

She gazed at Thunder's bolt and at Lightning's lance. Storm had already 
whipped her cunt like a tornado. 

She lay back in the grass, arching and thrusting her plump tits up. The dogs 
clustered over her. She felt like a fox that had been caught by the 
hounds-except that they weren't biting her with their fangs, they were 
licking her with their nimble tongues and fucking their horny pricks in and 
out in desperate frustration. 

Thunder was lapping her tits, Lightning was eagerly licking her face, and 
Storm, the greedy brute, was still slapping his tongue into her crotch. 

It was too bad she didn't have three hands, the naughty girl thought. One of 
the poor beasts was just going to have to be patient. 

She slid a hand down Thunder's rippling flank, then reached under him and 
cupped his bloated balls. She lifted then in her palm, impressed by how 
heavy and full they were and lustfully looking forward to the massive load 
of doggy jism that would squirt from his prick. 

He was licking he tits and she figured it would be a thrill to jerk him off 
on those tits, washing her tit-mounds and nipples with his hot, thick cum. 

Lightning was slapping his tongue against her cheek and shin and she 
whimpered at the prospect of frigging him off right into her face. 

Her free hand slid under him and she folded her fist around his cock. She 
squeezed and felt the hard core ripple and throb inside the shaggy sheath. 
She pushed back, rubbing the naked meat of his slick cockhead. 

The prick loomed out, glowing an angry red. She pulled her hand up and 
fingered it, the pulled it back again. Pre-cum was already oozing from his 
open pisshole. She used her thumb to rub the slime into the hot cock. 

The brute whined and humped vigorously, fucking his cock through her fist. 
She pulled him closer, hauling on his prick as if it were a leash. The dog 
threw his head back and jammed his haunches out. His prick was aimed like a 
sun at the girl's radiant face. 

She moved her other hand up from Thunder's balls and grasped his cock at the 
hairy hilt. She pulled and his shaggy sheath rolled up over the ledge of his 
cockhead. Then she pushed back and the red wedge came sliding out, naked and 
steaming. 

Holding them so that Lightning's prick was looming in her face and Thunder's 
cock was throbbing over her tits, Debby began to jerk them both. They 
plunged and bucked, driving their pricks through her caressing hands, their 
bloated balls rolling along the roots of the cocks. 

With those fat doggy cocks thundering in her hands, Debby was getting hot 
again. Despite the lovely cumming she had already creamed onto Storm's 
tongue, her pussy began to simmer, then to smolder. 

Storm was still down there, his muzzle jammed into her crotch. Debby parted 
her thighs wide, wanting the hound to lap her cunt off again, while she 
milked the other two brute's balls all over her face and tits. 

But then Storm raised his head from her crotch, his jaws dripping and 
slavering. 

She jerked her cunt up, wanting the dog to bury his muzzle back in her 
pussy. Storm dropped his head and took a slurp in her cunt, but then looked 
up again. Debby felt sorry for the poor beast. He could see that his 
companions were getting jerked off and no doubt wondered why her was being 
denied the pleasure. 

But these were not any common, run-of-the-mill hounds. They had been trained 
and taught well by Isabelle, and Storm was aware of the versatility of the 
human female body. He hunkered back, as if her were studying the situation, 
his prick jutting high under his belly. 

With Debby on her back on the ground, her fuck-hole wasn't available for a 
doggy fuck but Storm knew a trick or two-and saw that her face was 
unoccupied and inviting. 

Stiff-legged, the dog moved up Debby's torso, His cock loomed out under him 
like the top rail of a fence over which he was striding, and his hind legs 
were bowed out around his bulging balls. 

He moved up as if her were stalking Debby's face. His cock hovered over her 
belly, then jolted above her tits. Debby stared at his flaring cock-knob, 
fascinated, like a fluttering bird that has looked into the eye of the 
serpent and cannot fly away. 

She felt hypnotized and helpless-and enchanted. Her fists still pumped on 
the other doggy cocks, but she had lost the rhythm now as she concentrated 
on the fat cockhead gliding toward her face. 

Thunder and Lightning yelped and fucked frantically, slamming their cocks 
through her hands a lot faster than Debby was stroking them. She was aware 
of those hard pricks skimming through her palms, but only vaguely. 

Her attention was centered on Storm's prick as the brute humped and shoveled 
it in and out over her tits. His balls swept against her nipples as he 
stabbed his cock-knob toward her face. 

Jeez-he wants to fuck me in the mouth, Debby realized, shuddering at the 
thought. 

Storm rammed his prick out. Debby turned her face at the last moment and the 
dog's cockhead brushed against the side of her jaw. His pisshole was leaking 
and she could feel cum streak her chin. 

He fucked again, and this time she tilted her head back and his smoking hot 
slab nudged into the hollow of her fluttering throat. It felt like a 
branding iron as it flared against her delicate flesh. 

Her mind was in turmoil. She had been willing to suck her brother's prick, 
if her ate out her pussy-and the doggy had already given her some head. 
Sucking a dog's cock was really naughty, she knew, and yet the idea was so 
thrilling that it was making Debby drool. 

It would be her own dark secret, she reasoned. She wouldn't tell anyone, and 
the dog sure as hell couldn't blow the whistle on her. It was just like 
fooling around with her brother, she thought. Jimmy didn't dare tell anyone, 
since he was equally guilty of breaking the incest taboo, and the doggy 
couldn't tell because he was only a dumb animal. 

And his cock looked so fucking delicious! 

Debby turned her face back toward the dog's thundering prick. She closed her 
eyes as if not seeing what she was doing would make it less shameful. Then 
her tongue pushed out and she licked at the slimy tip of the brute's cock, 
her tongue sliding through the slippery pre-cum. 

"Oooooh!" she whimpered, as the succulence sparked on her taste buds. Her 
eyes opened wide again. She stared at the animal's cockhead as she licked 
the tip again. Her nostrils flared and she rubbed her nose against the dog's 
slick red prick, inhaling the gammy aroma of dog and the starchy fragrance 
of pre-cum. 

Debby's mouth was watering, saliva pouring out. The first taste had whetted 
her appetite, making the naughty teenager ravenous for a mouthful of dog 
prick and a bellyful of his slime. 

She craned her neck up so that her face was angled before the hound's cock 
in the face-fucking position. Her eyelashes fluttered over her fascinated 
eyes as she began to lick all over his pungent cockhead with her tongue. She 
slurped at the slick prick, then tongued at his dribbling pisshole, moaning 
as more cum oozed onto her tongue. 

Storm rumbled in his shaggy throat and his haunches bucked powerfully. He 
shoved his cock-knob against her lips. Debby kissed the slimy prick-tip and 
then she slowly let her lips part. The dog fed his cock into her mouth. 

"Ummmmm!" Debby groaned, adoring the sensation of having a mouthful of dog 
prick. 

She sucked on his hot cock, her cheeks hollowing in and her lips turning out 
and around the thick, hairy cockshaft. Her tongue washed the underside of 
his cock-knob as his frothy pre-cum ran onto her taste buds. 

Storm stood rigid for a moment, his powerful body quivering with sinew and 
muscle, as the girl nursed so sweetly on the naked wedge of his cockhead. 
Then his haunches bunched and he plowed out, fucking deeply into her mouth. 

His cockhead slid right back to her throat and his hairy prick plugged the 
oval of her lips. Her blonde head tipped back as he stuffed her mouth to the 
brim. 

Debby sucked hungrily as the dog drew back, his cock pulling through the 
collar of her lips. She suckled on his cockhead for an instant, then the dog 
fucked in again. 

He's fucking my mouth like a cunt, Debby thought. A dog is fucking my face! 

The idea of such depravity thrilled the girl almost as much as the physical 
sensations. It was so sordid, so corrupt, so degenerate-and so wonderful! 

She adored everything about it, the taste and the texture of the dog's 
cock-meat, the flavor of his pre-cum, the fiery heat of his fuck friction 
and the savage enthusiasm with which the animal was throwing the prick to 
her willing mouth. 

Debby gasped and moaned in joyful expectation, yearning for the thrilling 
instant when she felt his prick spurt into her mouth and when she swallowed 
his cum. 

She was still frigging Thunder and Lightning, but it was only incidental to 
the main action, a side dish to the feast of Storm's delectable big prick. 

She bobbed her head down as Storm fucked in and turned her face as he 
withdrew, so that her lips were grinding around his retreating cock. 

Blowing dogs was such a joy that the girl knew she would be sucking plenty 
of doggy prick from now on. She had become a confirmed dog blower even 
before that first meaty mouthful had been milked! 

Storm's ass jerked and corkscrewed. He fucked his cockhead into her cheek, 
skimmed over her arched tongue, rammed into her throat again. Debby gagged 
as he stuffed her mouth and whimpered as he withdrew. Her mouth was pulling 
on his prick like a suction cup. As the dog yanked his cock out, her wet 
lips dragged out with his shaggy cock-stalk, so that he was almost pulling 
her mouth inside out. 

The hound's spine twisted and contorted as he hammered his horny cock into 
Debby's radiant face. His heavy balls rolled over her up-thrust tits, then 
swung up to slap her under the jaw. They made a dull, sodden sound as they 
whacked against her and she groaned with lust, thinking of the steaming cum 
those bloated balls held. 

Storm fucked in, burying his cock to the very hilt. Debby's lips plastered 
against the thick prick as his balls dragged up her chin. The hairy cock 
whipped out until only the naked cock-knob was in her sucking lips, then 
plunged in to stuff her full again. 

Her head bounced and jerked under the beast's furious assault. The dog 
hadn't cum yet, but his pisshole was spilling out so much preliminary jism 
that her mouth was already flooded with foaming jizz. It dribbled down her 
throat, sloshed in her cheeks and bubbled from her lips. Her tongue slid 
around in the slippery wash, bathing his hot cock and curling up under his 
violent thrusts. 

The doggy cocks in her hands were starting to vibrate savagely and Debby's 
lithe, nubile body quivered and shook as the dynamic energy passed from 
their lightning-rod pricks into her hands, shot up her arms and spread out 
in a surging ripple through her loins. 

Lightning yelped and jerked and Debby felt a mighty jolt in his cockshaft. 

Her fist flew back on his cock as his doggy jism came rocketing up the hard 
tube. Great globs of thick cum squirted from his cock-knob and splashed onto 
her cheek. She pumped furiously, milking more spunk out. His prick hosed her 
face and slimed in her tawny hair. 

She yanked his cock closer and milked out a creamy geyser into the corner of 
her mouth. The slimy cum washed past her lips and ran into her mouth, 
blending with the pre-cum that Storm had already spilled there. 

Debby beat the dog's cock with steady strokes, turning her eyes to look at 
his prick and watching his big balls slowly shrink as the drained. 

His last spurt hit her on the chin and Lightning woofed and moved away. His 
prick slipped from her hand, swinging under him and dribbling out the last 
gooey drops of jizz on the ground as he stepped back. His tongue lolled out 
and his teeth showed as if he were grinning. 

Debby swallowed. The cum was hotter and thicker than the pre-spunk she was 
sucking out of Storm's pisshole and it made her even more eager to drink the 
full load from that horny hound's balls. 

But then Thunder surged to his cum. 

His fuck-juice sprayed from his flaring cockhead, splashing onto her tits, 
seeping down, slinging like melted pearls to her rosy nipples. 

Storm's bloated balls slapped over her tits, skimming through Thunder's jism 
and then flying up to hit Debby on the chin. 

She pumped Thunder, milking his hot cum onto her tits in steaming streams. 
Then Thunder pulled away, panting. The lucky dog had gotten his rocks off 
twice already today, and his prick fell like a tree, the gooey cock-knob 
dragging on the ground. 

Now that those two dogs had been milked off, Debby could concentrate 
completely on the prick that Storm was frantically feeding her. 

She held his balls in her hand, feeling them swell and balloon promisingly. 
Her other hand cupped him around his driving haunches, drawing him in as he 
fucked. He was shoveling his prick in to the root, and his massive hunk of 
prick was getting bigger and hotter with every stroke as the doggy neared 
the peak. 

Debby felt as if her mouth was melting on that sweet load of pounding prick. 
Her tongue sparked crazily as it slid through the pre-cum, echoing the 
electric impulses that were charging her neglected clit. She thought that 
she was cumming in her mouth! Her saliva flowed like pussy-juice and her 
tongue exploded like a clit. 

Storm's balls were heavy in her hand and she felt them explode violently. 

His cock jolted savagely as his doggy spunk came pouring up the hard core. 
His hot, thick fuck-juice spurted into her mouth with such force that he 
almost blew her head off the end of his cock. 

Debby gurgled and gulped in rapture. The dog's jism was the most delicious 
thing she had even tasted, and she relished it on her tongue and then 
swallowed it down by the mouthful. Each time she drank a load, the dog hosed 
her with another spurt. 

Debby was sucking like a vacuum cleaner on the dog's squirting prick, 
milking his succulent jism out and gulping it down greedily. Storm fucked 
away, shooting each time his prick hissed through the oval collar of her 
lips and skimmed over her flashing tongue. 

His balls were draining, swinging loose and slack now as they whipped 
against her chin. Debby moaned, sorry that it was ending. The naughty girl 
was willing to swallow the dog's cum forever. But the potent beast was 
winding down and grinding to a halt, every last drop of his spunk spilled 
out into her hungry mouth. 

With a yelp, the hound twisted away. His cock cranked out of her mouth like 
a lever. Debby leaned after it, her tongue darting out for a last lap on his 
cockhead. Storm stepped back, his tail hanging down and his flanks heaving. 

Debby sprawled out in the grass, letting the last of the dog's succulent cum 
seep down her throat drop by sweet drop. 

She licked up the foaming overflow of cum from her lips. She cupped her 
hands and scooped up more spunk from her soaking tits and then lapped that 
from her palms. 

Debby had drunk herself full, and her greedy mouth was content now. 

But her cunt was smoking, and depraved little Debby was ready for anything. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Her mother's cunt was hot, too, and she was getting very frustrated. Jimmy 
was just sitting there like a bump on a log, looking sheepish. She was 
wondering how she could lure Paul into the tent with their son just outside. 

But Julia could think of no valid reason to send him away. She glanced at 
Paul and he gave her a wry look. Since he had already cum in her mouth, he 
wasn't feeling as horny as she was, although he could sympathize with her 
plight. 

Julia sighed. She decided that she would just have to go into the tent by 
herself and take the pressure off with a frantic fingerfucking. 

Paul and Jimmy both watched her lush, heart-shaped ass swing as she ducked 
through the flaps of the tent. 

"Guess I'll take a walk," Paul said, hoping he might get Jimmy to accompany 
him, then double back under some pretense to fuck his randy wife. 

But Jimmy, rooted helplessly in place by his hard-on, only nodded. Paul 
wandered off. He felt sorry for Julia, but he was amused by the situation as 
well, and not at all uncomfortable because his balls were already drained 
dry. 

As soon as his father was out of sight Jimmy jumped up, lurching as the 
formidable weight of his swollen prick swung across his loins. He turned 
toward the direction in which Debby had walked, hoping heartily that he 
could catch up to her before she did something silly like jerk her own pussy 
off before he got there. 

Then he paused, cocking his head. 

He heard a very definite moaning coming from the tent where his mother had 
gone. He was intrigued. It was a very sexy sound. 

Jimmy knew that his mom was a horny woman, because he and Debby often 
listened, giggling while their mother and father fucked themselves silly. 
Now, grinning slyly, the youth crept up to the tent and listened. 

As soon as she was in the tent, Julia had taken her clothing off and spread 
out naked on one of the soft air mattresses. Her voluptuous body seemed 
inflated like the mattress-like a blowup doll, all round curves and soft 
contours. 

Her tits were like big, solid balloons that had been inflated by the taut 
valves of her nipples. Her belly was gently curved, dipping down into the 
curly mass of her luxuriant cunt-mound, and her legs were rounded columns 
sweeping up to the vee of her damp crotch. 

She lay still for a moment, cursing the fact that a happily married woman 
had to resort to a hand-job instead of a proper fucking. Still, a cum was a 
cum and a frigging was better than frustration. 

She began to pull and twist her rosy nipples. Those swollen buds tingled in 
her fingertips and the oversexed woman could not suppress a moan. Julia was 
a noisy frigger as well as a noisy cocksucker. 

And she didn't realize that her randy young son had heard her incriminating 
sounds. 

She kneaded her tits for awhile and her cunt got steamier and creamier. She 
slid a hand down her belly and her fingers rustled in her curly cuntbush, 
then dipped down into her flooded fuckslot. 

Julia rubbed her cuntlips and stroked her stiff clit, moaning and whimpering 
louder. Her thighs closed around her hand, then opened wide again. She began 
to work on her pussy with both hands, wrists crossed as they lay over the 
uptilted bulge of her cunt-mound, and her fingers trailed down into her 
gooey cunt. She pulled on her clit and her nipples shot out in response. She 
arched and bowed, bouncing on the air mattress. 

Julia was making plenty of noise. 

Jimmy, accustomed to fingerfucking his sister, knew damned well that his mom 
was frigging off inside the tent, and the boy was shaking with lust. He had 
forgotten all about following Debby, intrigued by this new, kinky kick of 
listening to his voluptuous mother frigging her cunt to foam. 

He could hear her pant and whimper and, when he listened closely, he could 
hear the juicy sounds that her fingers were making in her wet pussy. 

The boy crept around the canvas wall and came to the entrance flap. He was 
trying to see in, to get an eyeful of the sight he was overhearing. But his 
mother had closed the tent flap, wanting her privacy, and Jimmy was unable 
to get a look into the interior of the canvas shelter. 

His prick was beating against his closed fly like a sledge hammer and so 
much of his heated blood had rushed into his booming hard-on that the boy 
felt dizzy and light-headed. 

Scarcely aware of what he was doing, Jimmy pulled his zipper down and hauled 
his cock out. The hard prick steamed in the cool woodland breeze, standing 
up before his trembling loins like a blazing beacon. 

He began to jack-off automatically. 

With all of his concentration centered on what he was hearing, the horny 
youth was jerking his cock more than habit and need than intention, pulling 
away on his prick almost without realizing it. 

And he also failed to realize that, as he pumped his fist on the root of his 
long, pounding cockshaft, the flaring cock-knob had slipped through the tent 
flap! 

Julia's tilted, cat-like eyes were narrowed with passion as she rubbed her 
cunt with her fingers, probed up the soaking tunnel and strummed on her 
frenzied clit. Her wide, firm ass heaved up from the mattress and cunt-cream 
spilled out, soaking the inflated plastic under her grinding loins. She slid 
three fingers in knuckle deep and wriggled them around. Her cunt-hole sucked 
juicily as she pulled them out of her pussy. 

Then her eyes opened wide in amazement. 

She stared at the head of Jimmy's prick as it loomed in through the flap. In 
the dim interior of the tent, the fat cock-knob was glowing like a neon bulb 
and, for a moment, Julia didn't realize what it was. Then some creamy 
pre-cum spilled from the boy's open pisshole and Julia gave a little gasp, 
at last identifying the object. 

She smiled with delight. 

Obviously, she assumed, Jimmy had finally gone away and Paul was teasing her 
by playfully sticking his swollen cockhead into the tent. 

She stopped frigging her cunt immediately, figuring there was no longer any 
need for that solitary pleasure. She twisted around and turned onto her 
knee, shuffling over to the entrance where that meaty cock was burning. 

Her tongue pushed out, flattened and fluttered-and slurped juicily up the 
underside of that fat cockhead. She moaned with pleasure and lapped again. 
If Jimmy's cock-meat tasted any different from his daddy's prick, horny 
Julia failed to detect the variation. 

She began licking his cock-knob with gusto. 

Jimmy jerked with shock and his fist flew off his hard cock-stalk. He didn't 
know what was happening to him for a moment. The sensation in his cockhead 
was the most wonderful he had ever known. 

Then he heard the moist slurping-so similar to the sounds he had recently 
head coming from the front of the van-and the lad realized that his mom was 
tonguing way on the flaring head of his prick! 

Holy shit, he thought. 

He jerked his ass and hips out and felt the warm, wet collar of her mouth 
engulf his cock-knob. She sucked and he felt thick coils of spunk slide up 
the length of his cock and slime from his pisshole. He was spilling out 
spunk onto his mom's tongue! The stuff felt as thick as flour and water 
paste as it pushed sluggishly up through his fuck-tube and oozed from the 
cleft. 

Jimmy heard her swallow. 

The boy was ready to faint with shock, as well as loss of blood to his 
brain, as his hard-on claimed more than its normal share. He understood the 
situation, realizing that she must have mistaken his cock for his father's, 
but he was damned if he knew what to do about it. 

If he suddenly yanked his cock away, she was liable to look out to see why 
he had removed that welcome mouthful, and when she discovered that she had 
been inadvertently sucking her son's cock it would be too, too embarrassing. 

Nor did he want that lovely sucking to stop. 

The only thing he could do, Jimmy reasoned, was to let her finish the job, 
blowing off his cum into her mouth, and then sneak away while the cum-hungry 
woman was swallowing the stuff. 

It seemed a happy solution to the problem. 

He began to fuck into her face through the flap, feeding more prick to her 
mouth as he tried to get his rocks off before anyone found them in this 
strange situation. 

But there was a flaw in Jimmy's logic, sound as it seemed, because his 
mother had already had a mouthful of jism and now she wanted to get fucked. 

She continued to mouth his sweet cock for a bit longer, really enjoying it. 
His pre-cum tasted scrumptious, even more delicious than usual, she thought, 
not realizing it was cherry spunk she was swallowing as it flowed so freely 
out of a young, virgin prick. 

Turning her face, she wound her clinging lips around on the spindle of his 
cock, rotating her mouth as she sucked him deeper into her head. 

Julia was gurgling and gulping and smiling, her sensual lips turning up 
around his cock-knob, enjoying the novelty of this playful sucking. Not 
seeing the rest of the man to whom that bloated cock was attached, it was 
almost as if she were blowing a stranger, she thought. Her naughty mind was 
teased by that idea. 

Not knowing she was giving head incestuously, Julia teased herself with 
thoughts of adultery. 

But then her pussy began to smolder so urgently that it felt as if it was 
going to ignite, bursting into flames and smoking like a damp camp fire. 

She reached out through the tent flap and got a handful of Jimmy's huge, 
swollen balls. She gave his cock-knob a last loving suck, then drew her face 
back. Dragging him by the balls, she pulled his trembling form into the 
tent, expecting to see her husband grinning down at her- and understandably 
startled when she found it was her son! 

Jimmy looked sheepish and Julia blushed. She was still holding his balls as 
she knelt before him. His throbbing cock was drenched with her saliva, the 
slobber streaked with ribbons of pre-cum and her sensual lips were frothy 
with his seepage. Her pussy was volcanic. His prick muscles pulsed and his 
rock hard cock jolted. 

Julia started to speak, then paused. What in hell could she say? It had been 
a mistake, but it had already happened-and it was too fucking late to stop 
now! 

"Mom-" Jimmy croaked. 

"Don't talk-fuck me!" Julia moaned. 

She fell back onto the inflated mattress, raising her knees and opening her 
heavy, shapely thighs. Her crotch tilted up as she lifted her ass. 

Jimmy stared down at his mother's cunt. His cock was jutting up so high that 
the youth seemed to be sighting across the polished cock-knob as if it were 
some surveyor's device used to take a bearing on her pussy. 

Her cunt was wide open and flooded, the button of her clit swimming in 
cunt-juice. Her nipples stood like bullets and her lips were moist with his 
spunk. Jimmy groaned and sank to his knees between her legs. 

"I-I never been fucked, Mom!" he groaned. 

Julia squealed. The thought of being shot full of her own son's cherry 
fuck-juice drove her wild. Her legs rose up and hooked around his hips, 
dragging him into her groin. 

His swollen cock-knob dipped into her cunt and they paused for a moment, 
only his fat cockhead in her wet pussy. But the pause was because of no 
doubts or inhibitions. They were savoring the instant before they fucked, 
the final seconds of innocence. His cock-knob flared in her cunt and her 
pliable cunt-lips pulled on it. 

Jimmy's ass tightened and, with a low moan, he sank his prick into his 
mother's pussy. 

Belly to belly, his balls jammed like cushions against the curve of her ass, 
they ground together, holding the full penetration. Looking into her eyes, 
Jimmy cupped her fat tits in both hands. Julia gazed back at the boy. 
Neither showed any sign of reluctance, only a shared and mutual passion 
lighted their faces. 

Her cunt tugged and pulled on his buried prick, the inner rings closing and 
fluttering. His cock hummed like a vibrator in her pussy. They squirmed and 
wriggled, linked by the full length of his prick. 

Julia started to fuck first. 

Shifting her ass and hips, she pulled her pussy up off an inch or two of 
prick, then slid it back down. Jimmy gasped at the sliding sensation. 

"Fuck me, Jimmy!" she moaned, her voice all husky with lust. "Fuck Mommy's 
cunt!" 

Jimmy drew back until only his swollen cockhead was in her sodden pussy, 
paused for an instant, then rammed it all the way into her cunt again. His 
ass corkscrewed and her pelvis shuddered under his thrust. 

"Oh!" she cried, as he stuffed her full of hot, hard cock-meat. Then she 
wailed as the thrill of it hit her with a violent jolt. She was fucking her 
virgin son! The dark thrill of it transported the horny woman to rapture. 

Jimmy slammed in, grunting and groaning as his cock sank to the hilt in that 
clinging cunt-hole. He slid his hands down and cupped the cheeks of her 
churning ass, hfting her hips higher as he poured the prick to her in a 
frenzy. His cock hissed up her cunt and splashed as his cock-knob rammed 
into the very core of her pussy. 

Julia began to whip her pelvis about, hips swinging through a curve as his 
cock slid in. Her cunt sucked on him as he jerked back, the wet walls 
closing like a Chinese finger puzzle around his prick. 

Jimmy threw his head back, his face contorted by desire. He howled like a 
wolf as he fucked his prick in. His mother's head was turning from side to 
side. She was biting her lip and her tawny tresses cascaded over her cheeks 
as she jerked in spasmodic ecstasy. 

His balls rolled in and banged against her grinding ass as his cockshaft 
disappeared in her hot cunt. They made a solid thud as they hit her. The 
youth's balls were as inflated as the air mattress under her ass, so full of 
jism that she could hear it sloshing around as they swung. 

Cunt-juice gushed from her pussy as his thick cock plugged her full, pumping 
the creamy cum out of her cunt with every stroke. As her fuck tunnel 
flooded, his prick slammed in even faster on the oily lubrication. It sank 
into her like a torpedo launched in a swamp. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck!" Julia was gasping, each time her cunt filled to the brim 
with his driving cock. He was fucking to the depths, coring her like an 
apple. She stared down past the heaving hills of her tits, half expecting to 
see the outline of his enormous prick raised in a furrow up her belly. Her 
cunt had molded itself around the contours of his cock, gripping and 
clinging to every sweet inch, and her tight cunt muscles were sucking like a 
mouth on his prick. 

Thighs tensing, Jimmy rose up and fucked his prick in from a higher angle, 
running all of his long, wet prick-stalk across her explosive clit. Then he 
dipped down and fed her a long, rippling, under slung stroke that heaved her 
belly up as he gorged her to the hilt. 

His virgin prick felt like a crowbar levering in her loins. His massive 
cockhead flared in the depths and his hard prick wedged and pried in her 
pussy, working over the bulge of her clit. 

Julia was creaming blissfully. 

"Cum!" she cried. "Shoot in me, Jimmy-give me your hot, thick fuck-juice." 

Jimmy fucked in frantically, his cock expanding and his balls ballooning. He 
could feel his cumming begin, deep in his loins. He gasped. It felt like he 
was cumming from his heels, as if his long, hard cockshaft transfixed his 
torso and was rooted in his thighs. 

"Here it cums, Mom!" he shouted. 

"Yeah-yeah!" she groaned, waiting for it, yearning for the steaming hot 
spurts. 

Jimmy's balls burst as he fucked in to the hilt. His cum shot up his cock 
and splashed in a creamy cascade in his mother's melting cunt-hole. His 
first spurt rocketed out so hard that the boy's ass jerked back on the 
recoil, as if he were riding a cannon. 

He shot again, his jism swirling up the length of her fuck-hole from slot to 
core, then poured a third deluge into her as he fucked his exploding 
cockhead back into her pussy. 

Julia's cunt was dissolving, pussy-juice gushing out each time her son 
pumped another squirt of cherry jism into her. Cum and cunt-cream swirled 
inside her steaming loins and poured from her cunt as he filled her to the 
brim. His ass was a blur, his balls swung out like balloons as he braced his 
thighs and fucked into her pussy. 

Time was suspended. In their simultaneous bliss, they felt that they were 
cumming for eternity. 

At long last, Jimmy slumped over her, spent and panting. He felt drained and 
hollow, all of his vitality hosed into his mother's loins. He thought that 
he must have spilled a gallon of cum into her. 

Julia continued to pump for awhile, working off the last sweet spasms of her 
cumming on his stationary cock. She could feel his fuck-juice shifting 
around in a creamy tide inside her jerking belly. 

Then she, too, stopped moving. 

They clung together in the aftermath, his cock still buried in her cunthole 
- and still stiff. 

Was Julia sorry she had fucked her son? 

Was she hell! Julia was only hoping they had time to do it again before Paul 
returned. 

But Paul had embarked on an adventure of his own. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Paul had gone only a short distance down the path, then he ducked behind a 
tree and waited. If Jimmy decided to follow, Paul could sneak on back and 
throw a fast fuck into Julia while both kids were in the woods. 

But Jimmy didn't show up and soon Paul heard the dogs howling and yelping. 
He frowned. Debby had walked in that direction. He hoped that she hadn't 
been attacked by some savage farm dogs. He decided that he had better go and 
make sure the girl had come to no harm. 

He hurried off in the direction of the frantic doggy sounds, concerned for 
the girl's safety- and never dreaming that it was her chastity that was 
under assault. 

Paul was in for a surprise. 

 * * * 

Sprawled out wantonly in the grass, Debby had swallowed the last drops of 
doggy cum. The stuff seemed to be running right through her nubile young 
body, because with every drop she drank, her cunt got wetter. When she 
finally sat up, there was a wide, swampy puddle under her ass. 

Storm and Lightning were sitting back on their haunches, tongues hanging out 
and cocks getting soft. The long, hairy prick-stalks were slightly bowed, 
but the slick red tips still nudged out from the sheaths, showing the 
cock-knobs. She looked for the third doggy, but Thunder had wandered off. He 
had been milked twice and had lost interest in the proceedings, but that was 
okay with Debby. The naughty girl figured that two hounds were enough for 
anyone. 

She eyed the semi-stiff doggy cocks speculatively, wondering what to do with 
them next. She had really loved sucking Storm off and sure wouldn't mind 
another mouthful, but her pussy needed some attention more than her mouth at 
this stage. She decided that the best idea would be to blow one dog while 
the other sucked her off. 

She turned over onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the hounds. She 
already knew how delicious Storm's cock was, so she turned to Lightning. The 
doggy woofed as if in greeting and a bit more naked cockhead slid out. 

The dog was hunkered down and his prick was standing up before his belly. 
Debby crawled up to the brute on her hands and knees. The dog didn't move, 
other than to cock his head alertly. Debby blew on his prick and the long 
cockshaft jolted and shot out longer, all of the naked cockhead squeezing 
from the hairy sheath now. 

Debby lowered her head and licked the dog's balls. They ballooned, to her 
delight, promising the naughty little doggy another creamy treat. 

She tongued up his hard cock and lapped his slimy cock-knob with attentive 
slurps. That gooey slab flared, pumping in and out like a valve. With Storm, 
it hadn't been like a blow-job, really. Debby had been on her back, both 
hands full, and the doggy had fucked her mouth like a cunt. Now she figured 
she would give Lightning a proper cocksucking. 

She supported herself on one elbow and cupped the other hand over his balls 
and the root of his cock, skinning back so that his cockhead bulged out 
naked from the prick-stalk. 

Parting her lips in an oval, she slipped her mouth down onto the succulent 
cock. She sighed happily, finding his cock-knob every bit as yummy as 
Storm's had been. She began to suck on the gamy, musky prick with relish. 

She expected the other doggy to move up behind her and start slapping his 
tongue into her cunt from under her upthrust ass, but she was in no hurry 
for it as she began to go suck-crazy on the hound's hairy cock. 

Her blonde head bobbed down and she fed more fat prick into her face, 
slobbering down his prick-stalk, then pulling her lips back to nurse on the 
tip. 

Lightning whined and whimpered. Sitting back on his haunches, the dog 
couldn't fuck into her mouth, the way dogs like to do, but she was giving 
him such wonderful sensations that the brute was content to just squat there 
and let her magic mouth bring him off. 

Her head jumped up and down on his prick, taking the hot meat deeply into 
her greedy mouth and fondling his swelling balls in her hand, squeezing 
gently as if to pump the spunk out of them. 

As she knelt there on all fours, her head ducking down the dog's prick, her 
trim little ass was hiked up at the highest point of her posture and her 
thighs were parted in preparation for some dog tongue. 

Not realizing it, Debby had inadvertently assumed a position very familiar 
to Storm. Blowing one doggy, the girl was in the doggy-fucking position! 

And Storm was well aware of it. 

Being Isabelle's doggy, Storm knew full well that both ends of the human 
female are fuckable, that women had a fuck-hole at both approaches. 

Already having had the pleasure of her delightful mouth, the hound crept up 
behind Debby's jerking ass. He moved in stealthily, as if he were stalking a 
bunny rabbit. 

The brute's haunches were low to the ground and his prick was hard as a nail 
again, the pointed cock-knob plowing along the ground under his belly. His 
wet black nose twitched, inhaling her pussy perfume. The beast was stalking 
by both sight and scent. As his black nose flared, so did his bright red 
cockhead as it plowed along the earth. 

The hound thrust his head out and sniffed at Debby's puckered brown asshole. 
She purred and wriggled happily, thinking that she was about to get tongued. 
Storm slid his tongue into her shithole and whimpered at the tangy flavor 
tantalizing his taste buds, the spicy fragrance that wafted to his sensitive 
nose. 

Dropping his head, ears falling like damp flags, the dog slurped his wet 
tongue into the girl's crotch from behind. His soaking tongue dragged up the 
crack between her open cunt-lips and back into her asshole. He lapped again, 
shooting his tongue out farther, so that it swept over her clit before it 
pulled through her cunt-slot and back once again into the flavored tunnel 
between her asscheeks. 

Debby gurgled with delight as the dog stroked her from clit to asshole with 
steady, juicy, slobbering sensations. Her ass wriggled against his muzzle 
and streams of sweet nectar poured from her pussy. 

She slid the collar of her lips all the way down to the thick root of 
Lightning's prick, paused, then drew up, loving every lovely inch. Each time 
that Storm's tongue slapped into her soaking cunt, the girl took another 
greedy gobble on Lightning's delicious cock. 

She hoped that she could time it right. How nice it would be to cream on 
doggy tongue at the same instant that the other doggy hosed her voracious 
mouth full of hot spunk! She squeezed Lightning's balls, gauging the 
nearness of his cumming so that she could let her cunt-hole melt 
simultaneously. 

But then Storm pulled his snout out of the teenager's steaming crotch. The 
powerful beast hunkered back, his haunches bunching with muscle. His prick 
stood out like a battering ram from his loins. Suddenly the horny brute 
bounded up, mounting Debby's ass. 

"Ooooh!" she squealed, the sound muffled on a mouthful of dog cock. 

Her hips jerked, as if to dislodge the beast. But Storm had his front paws 
wrapped tightly around her hipbones and he clung to her haunches 
determinedly, mounted on the curve of her ass like a gargoyle on a buttress. 
Hauling back on her hips, the brute fucked. 

His cockhead fucked into her crotch. 

Holy hell! He wants to fuck me, Debby thought. 

In his randy haste, Storm had fucked his prick in at the wrong angle. His 
slick cockhead skimmed through Debby's wet cunt and rose on up to wedge into 
the crack of her ass. He yanked back and thrust again. This time his 
cock-knob lodged fast in her gooey pussy. 

Shall I let him fuck my cunt? Debby asked herself, as she mouthed 
Lightning's sweet cock. 

Storm's massive cockhead was flaring and throbbing at her pussy. The sexy 
girl could well imagine how it would feel to have that cock fucking away in 
the depths of her cunt. 

She hadn't quite made up her mind if she wanted her pussy fucked by a hound. 
But Debby's cunt had already made that decision for itself. Her cunt-lips 
began to suck and pull on Storm's naked cock, dragging it deeper. The 
smoking lump of hard prick spread her fuck-chute open and his vibrant 
prick-stalk slowly slid in. 

Inch by inch, her cunt pulled the dog's prick into her smoldering loins. 
Debby was gasping on a mouthful of dog cock as she felt that other huge 
prick go in-and in - and in! It felt as if the long cock was going to spike 
right through her body. 

Debby reached back through her crotch and felt around, amazed to find that 
there was still a length of prick-stalk that hadn't gone up her cunt yet. 
She spread her fingers over her pussy, feeling the hairy cock slip through 
them as it kept on running into her cunt. 

Storm growled and his ass heaved. He shoved the rest of his prick into the 
girl's cunt and clung to her, buried to the hilt. 

Debby thought that her hipbones were going to leap right out of their 
sockets as his thick cock stuffed her. His flaring cock-knob seemed as deep 
as it could go, bottomed out in the depths of her pussy. 

Then, incredibly, the dog's cock got even longer. The brute wasn't fucking, 
he was clinging fast to her ass as his buried cock shot out more, 
telescoping inside her fuck-hole. 

She thought his prick must be brushing her heart and lungs aside to make 
room for it! She sucked down to the hilt of Lightning's cock, taking his 
cock-knob back into her throat. Gorged at both ends, the girl felt as if she 
were transfixed like a pig roasting on a spit. She thought the dog's 
cockheads must be bumping together somewhere in the middle of her belly, 
forming a single spike that cored her torso. 

And she loved it! 

Crazed by animal lust, the dog-loving girl began to coil and uncoil like a 
fleshy spring between their cocks. As she slammed her mouth down to the hilt 
on one, she shoved her ass back on jerking knees, fucking her cunt-hole to 
the very brim with smoking hot prick. 

The dogs held steady as the girl moved between them. Looking at each other 
along the arched span of her bowed back, their amber eyes gleamed, as if 
they were silently sharing some doggy wisdom. 

Then Storm began to fuck, pounding his prick savagely into her cunt. Debby 
matched his bestial vigor, jerking back to meet each thrust as her head 
jumped down and she filled her mouth and throat with dog cock. 

She gurgled, gulped and gasped. Her cunt slurped as her mouth slobbered. She 
was cumming deep in her pussy and she felt as if her mouth was cumming, too. 
Her saliva flowed as hot and creamy as her cunt-juice, and her tongue was 
melting like her detonating clit. 

The dogs whipped their cock into her in a frenzy, from both ends. They were 
like two hounds fighting over a juicy bone, hauling and pulling her body 
between them, rattling her bones and shaking her organs. Her ass and hips 
rolled as her head bobbed up and down. Drool ran down her chin and cunt-cum 
poured down her kneeling thighs. 

To her joy, the dogs creamed together. 

Lightning slammed his prick in and a great geyser of doggy jism erupted into 
her mouth. At the same instant, Storm fucked up her cunt and a slimy river 
of cum flooded into her melting loins. 

Debby swallowed voraciously, drinking the doggy spunk, while her pussy 
sucked and swallowed like a mouth, greedily milking Storm's cock and balls. 
The animals kept on pouring their fuck-juice into her, and the girl kept on 
creaming. 

Like a well-oiled fucking machine, the hairy brutes slowly wound down. The 
last trickles of their jism seeped into her, and their pricks began to 
subside. Debby kept on sucking to get it all and was rewarded by a final 
spurt of cum onto her tongue. Then Lightning growled and plucked his spent 
prick out of her lips. 

He moved away, his cock slowly falling to horizontal, then dropping to point 
at the earth. His prick was matted with Debby's slobber, but not a single 
drop of cum remained on his cock-knob or stalk. The greedy cocksucker had 
swallowed every last drop of his jism. 

Storm was still mounted, panting and drooling over her twisting, churning 
ass. His cock was still stuffed up her cunt, and it still felt fat. 

Debby wondered if maybe they were tied together, like a dog and a bitch 
after mating. It wasn't an unpleasant thought. Maybe the lovely brute could 
fuck her again, without even for a moment pulling his prick out of her 
creamy pussy! 

But then the thick hunk of cock rippled and began to diminish. Her cunt 
tightened around it, retaining the tight, clinging pressure. Molded to the 
outline of his cock, her fuck-hole sank in as the prick shrank. But then the 
well-drained doggy gave a happy bark and jerked back, dragging his cock from 
her pussy. 

Cunt-juice and dog jism flooded from her cunt and streamed down her thighs 
like hot mercury. Streaks of cum were trickling down her chin, as well. 
Debby was so full of cum that she felt as if she had been inflated, blown up 
by those spurting cocks. 

She slowly sank down onto the ground, basking in the radiant aftermath of 
the spectacular fuck. Smiling dreamily, she looked at the brutes, to see if 
either-or both-of them looked as if they were ready for more. Her cunt and 
her belly were already sloshing with creamy tides of cum, yet the insatiable 
girl longed for more. 

But both hounds were milked to the bone, their balls slack and their cocks 
hanging limp. 

Debby sighed with disappointment. 

But there was another cock nearby, and that cock was hard as a hammer and 
pounding with lust. " Her daddy had been very inspired by the scene. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Following the frantic sounds that the horny hounds were making, Paul had 
arrived in time to see the culmination of the bizarre fuck, standing frozen 
in disbelief behind a fringe of trees. 

He had watched, eyes bulging out, as a dog fucked his daughter's cunt! 

He had clearly seen a hound spurt cum into her mouth and he could see her 
throat pulse as she gulped down that hot, thick jism. 

Paul was fascinated and more horny than he had ever been before. 

He stood very still, except for his jolting prick, as he watched the two big 
dogs drain off their cum in lavish spurts. Then they pulled away, one at a 
time, a cock slurping from her mouth and then the second meaty prick 
dragging slowly out of her flooded cunt. 

The dogs moved away and the nubile teenager sank down to the ground, with 
animal jism streaming from her cunt and frothing her lips. 

The girl was depraved, Paul realized. She was his daughter, but she was an 
utter degenerate, beyond corruption. What was a bit of incest to a girl who 
fucked and sucked with dogs two at a time, he thought. 

Grimacing and grinning-it was the same expression, with his face all mangled 
by desire-Paul opened his fly and reached in to haul his cock and balls out. 
His prick felt like a lightning rod, pulsing with a high voltage current, 
and his balls were so full they rolled like bowling balls at the root of his 
towering cockshaft. Moving as though in a dream-a wet dream, to be sure-he 
moved into the clearing. 

Debby gulped and hid her face when she saw her daddy stalking up on her. But 
then, looking between her fingers, she saw that his cock was jutting out, 
huge and hard-that he was striding cock-first toward her! 

The blonde girl rose to her knees, as if she were about to plead for 
forgiveness, her head bowed contritely and her attitude submissive. But a 
secret smile was lurking on her cum-drenched lips. 

Paul towered over her, his fists on his hips, shoving his crotch out. Debby 
could hear the rasping of his labored breathing, and she thought that she 
could hear the blood pounding in his prick, as well. 

She looked up shyly. His gigantic cock loomed right before her face. His 
pisshole was bubbling and jism ran down his prick-stalk as if it were a 
flowing fountain, soaking onto the balls from where it had come. The fiery 
heat of his engorged cock flushed her face. 

"You gonna beat me with that, Daddy?" Debby asked timidly, fluttering her 
eyelashes and looking as innocent and demure as a girl possibly could when 
she had doggy jism all over her mouth and chin. 

Paul worked his prick muscles and his massive cock pulsed. It looked like a 
meaty war club and Debby flinched back slightly as it jolted. 

"Lick it!" Paul groaned. 

"Ohhh, Daddy!" Debby squealed in delight. 

She was relieved that he wasn't going to chastise her for fucking and 
sucking with the dogs, but more than that, she had often thought about 
sucking her father's prick. 

Sometimes when she was jacking off her brother, she made believe that it was 
her daddy's cock in her hand. With her incestuous inclinations honed to an 
edge by the grindstone of her brother's prick, Debby was drooling for her 
father's cock. 

Kneeling upright before him, as if worshiping at an erotic altar or 
groveling before some fleshy statue, Debby slid her spunky tongue out and 
licked her daddy's cock from the root to the cock-knob with a long, fluid 
slurp. She tongued up the pre-cum that was streaming down and her saliva 
replaced it on his throbbing prick. 

Tilting her face, she lapped at his balls, then licked up his cockshaft 
again, her deft tongue darting this way and that up the pulsating cock, then 
fluttering at the point where it spread out into his wedge-shaped knob. She 
bathed that sensitive spot lavishly, then fitted her lips to it and slid her 
mouth up and down his prick-stalk. 

She sat back on her heels and gazed at his cock for a moment. His cock-knob 
was flashing like the beacon atop a lighthouse, warning-or promising-about 
the rocky shoals lurking at the base of his tower. She leaned in and her 
tongue danced up and down his thundering prick. 

More pre-cum oozed out, running down into the corner of her mouth as she 
drew her lips up and down, playing his prick like a flute. She hummed on his 
vibrating cock and it throbbed convulsively against her lips. She was gazing 
up from the tops of her silken-eyes, loving the way her father's face was 
contorted by desire. 

She tongued up to his cockhead, turned her face down and fed the hot cock 
into her lips. 

"Yeah-suck my prick, Debby!" Paul groaned, enchanted by the depravity of 
having his little girl go down on him so eagerly. 

His cockshaft was so hard that he felt as if it was rooted right down his 
legs, that his enormous hard-on was moored in the earth beneath his feet. 

Debby sucked and whimpered. Her daddy's cock-meat was great, not as gamy as 
dog prick, but every bit as delicious. His pre-cum was thick and creamy, 
promising that naughty jism drinker a lovely load. She knew it was wicked to 
suck her father's cock, and that only added to the thrill, making her even 
hungrier for his fatherly fuck-juice. 

Her mouth was magic on his cock-knob and Paul swayed and moaned, fucking his 
pelvis in and out and jamming his cock up into her down-turned face. He held 
her head between his open hands as he fucked his prick into her mouth. He 
could feel her cheeks indent as she sucked, and he could hear the moist 
sounds as she swallowed. 

His daughter was drinking from his seeping cockhead with relish, and Paul 
was driven wild by the knowledge and the sensations combined. His little 
girl could blow all the dogs she wanted, he thought, as long as she sucked 
him off as well. 

Debby's head jumped and she stuffed almost all of his giant prick into her 
mouth, gagging as it ballooned in her gorge, then whimpering as she slowly 
pulled the tight collar of her lips back up to his cockhead. 

Speaking with a mouthful of cock, she said, "Shoot in my mouth, Daddy-feed 
me!" 

Her words enflamed him, enhancing the wonder of her mouth. He fucked, 
pumping his potent, parental prick into his daughter's sucking mouth in a 
frenzy. 

His balls surged mightily. Debby seemed to be pulling his cum out by the 
suction of her mouth, sucking the jism up his long cock. His prick sank into 
her slobbering face as if it were going into quicksand. Paul thought that 
his naughty daughter could have sucked the batteries out of a vibrator. His 
fuck-juice wasn't shooting out, she was pulling it up his prick-stalk inch 
by inch! 

Then his balls erupted volcanically. 

"Cumming-cumming!" he cried, fucking deep into her mouth. 

Debby moaned in anticipation, bobbing her blonde head down to meet his 
thrust. His fountainhead flared as his cum sped up his prick. 

Suddenly her mouth was full of cum. 

Debby gulped the precious spunk down and her daddy shot more into her mouth, 
jets of jism spraying from his pisshole. His cock was fucking so violently 
that Debby had to shift her head around to keep it in her mouth. 

She gulped, drinking the load down. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of 
the delicious jism as if poured out in slimy coils and creamy cables. He fed 
her a cum rocket, straight back into her throat, then uncoiled a gooey rope 
onto her flashing tongue. 

Paul threw his head and shoulders back, almost falling over as his back 
arched deeply and he rammed his spurting prick up into her face, the last 
great spray of spunk hosing into her mouth. 

He staggered, weak and drained. But his cock stayed hard. 

And the dogs were interested again, too. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Paul was shaking and trembling, and might have collapsed, except that he was 
firmly moored in place by the hard cornerstone of his cock, and that cock 
was still embedded solidly in his daughter's mouth. She nursed on his prick 
as she drank the last mouthful of cum from it. 

Then Debby, having gone down on him, decided to go up on her daddy. 

She drew her slimy mouth off his cockhead and rose up on rippling thighs. 
Her arms went around his neck. Paul stood, shoulders back an belly thrust 
out. Debby wrapped her slim thighs around his hips, climbing up his body. 
Her trim ass swung from side to side as she squirmed up like a monkey 
climbing a tree. Paul cupped his open hands under the cheeks of her ass, 
lifting her higher. 

Debby's belly glided up his rampant cock and the cock-knob rustled in her 
curly cunt-mound. Then that smoking hot prick slipped between her legs. The 
slender, agile girl was perched on his prick like a flagpole sitter. His 
hands supported her ass and she clung to him with her arms and her thighs, 
her chin resting on his shoulder. 

Very slowly, she settled onto his cock. 

His huge cock inched up into her cunt-hole as she slid down, impaling her 
loins. His cock was massive, stuffing her to the brim. She wasn't sure if 
she could take it all, but she squirmed down and her pussy engulfed him. Her 
cunt-lips were plastered around the very root of his long prick and his 
cockhead had bottomed out in her cunt. 

Paul began to stagger around the clearing, thrown off balance by her weight 
but holding her in place on the pillar of his prick. He fucked awkwardly. 

Debby pulled her cunt up, then slid the soaking sleeve back down. Her thighs 
were working like a swimming frog as she pulled herself up and then slid 
back down on his cock. 

As they staggered about, coupled and grinding together, the hounds trotted 
behind them, tongues out and pricks starting to stiffen again. 

Lightning thrust his muzzle out and lapped Debby's ass as it swung on her 
daddy's belly. His head ducked down. His tongue slurped over Paul's balls 
and ran on up through the crack of Debby's ass, then rimmed at the tight 
ring of her shithole. 

Storm seemed to think that was a good idea and that big brute trotted up, 
too. Shoulder to shoulder with Lightning, he lapped merrily away. 

"The nice doggies are licking my ass, Daddy!" the little minx whispered into 
her father's ear. 

Paul groaned a wordless approval. His vocal cords were as stiff as his cock, 
and he could only grunt and moan as he wobbled around with his daughter 
riding his prick. 

Paul's legs gave out before his prick did. 

Already weakened from the cum he had pumped into Debby's mouth, the man sank 
slowly to his knees, carrying her down with him. He never missed a stroke as 
he changed positions, his cock still fucking steadily up into her mounted 
pussy. 

He fed her a few kneeling thrusts, then dropped over onto his back on the 
ground. Debby went with him, firmly hooked on his cock. He sprawled out and 
she squatted over him, kneeling astride his hips, mounted on his prick like 
a trophy displayed on top of a pole. 

Paul fucked up from the ground and Debby moved her cunt down to meet his 
prick. Her lithe hips twisted and turned, screwing her cunt down on his 
cock, adding torque to the in and out friction. 

Then the dogs joined in. 

Lightning hopped up and clamped his front paws tightly around Debby's hips, 
coupling firmly to her ass. The brute fucked his cock out. But Debby's 
fuck-hole was already stuffed as full as it could get, and the hound's 
cockhead rebounded from Paul's balls. 

Debby giggled at the brute's howl of frustration. 

The dog fucked again. His cock glanced off Paul's cock and whipped on up 
into the crack of the girl's wriggling ass. His hot cock-knob nudged into 
the tight slot of her asshole. 

She reached behind her ass and took the animal's hairy prick in her hand. 
She began to frig his prick-stalk, thinking that with her cunt filled she 
was going to have to give the doggy a hand-job. But as she stroked his cock, 
his cockhead flared delightfully in her shithole. 

Debby had never had an assful of prick, but she knew how lovely it felt to 
have a dog's tongue up there, and she thought of having a shit-chute full of 
pounding dog cock thrilled her. 

She pulled his prick again, but instead of rubbing on his prick-stalk now, 
she tightened her grip and drew it out. His fat cockhead dipped into her 
asshole and Debby gasped at the feel of pulsating cock in that tight 
ass-bud. She pulled him in a bit deeper. 

Her narrow little shithole resisted for a moment, then fluttered open. The 
fat red slab of naked cockhead wedged up her ass. Debby drew her hand away 
and Lightning looked down, as if puzzled at finding his prick stuck into the 
wrong hole. His bared cock-knob had vanished and his prick stood out between 
her asshole and his balls. 

It might be the wrong hole, but it was hot and wet and clinging and how did 
a dumb animal know there was anything wrong with ass-fucking? 

The brute began to fuck desperately, stuffing more and more of his cock into 
Debby's asshole with every driving thrust of his loins. 

"Ooooh, Daddy-that naughty dog is fucking me up the asshole!" Debby moaned- 
and felt his cock balloon in her cunt at the stimulating information. 

Lightning gave a mighty lunge and buried his prick deep in Debby's ass 
passage. Her shit-chute rippled and sucked on his prick. His bloated balls 
hung down, brushing against Paul's balls. Riding her daddy's towering cock, 
she wriggled her ass back on the dog's prick, adoring the double fuck. 

Lightning dragged his cock out until only the flaring cockhead was in her 
asshole, paused and whined, then slammed it all the way in again. His 
cockhead pounded up into the girl's ass as his prick-stalk stuffed her guts. 

Lightning began to fuck her ass in a frenzy, whipping his cock out and 
slamming it back in, jarring her hips as he fucked her. Each time the dog 
fed her a load up her shit-chute, Debby pushed her pussy down and stuffed it 
full of her daddy's cock. 

Those two pricks steamed into her twin tunnels like trains passing in the 
night, rubbing against each other through the slender membrane that divided 
her asshole and cunt. 

Paul fucked up and his balls rolled at the root of his cock, bumping against 
the dog's swollen balls as the beast buried his cock in her ass. 

Storm felt neglected. 

The hound was sniffing around and whining, his stiff cock booming under his 
belly. He didn't see an opening, at first, because Debby's face was cuddled 
to her father's shoulder. But then the naughty girl raised her head, 
deliberately showing the doggy her open mouth. 

Storm bounded in with a yelp of joy. 

He threw his front legs around Debby's shoulders, mounting her face just as 
Lightning was mounted on her ass. His loins jerked out and Debby took the 
slick head of his prick into her mouth. 

Paul groaned as, just above his face, he saw his daughter sucking on the 
hound's prick. 

"Ummm!" she groaned, gazing down past the animal's cock to look impishly at 
her daddy. Paul would have grinned at her, if his jaws hadn't been too 
tight. The look in his eyes was of encouragement and approval. 

As soon as they got home from this camping trip, Paul was determined to buy 
Debby a dog of her own! Hell, he might buy the girl a whole fucking pet 
shop! 

Debby gulped and gurgled as Storm's big cock fucked into her mouth. Her cunt 
was sucking loudly on her father's prick and Lightning's cock hissed up her 
ass, the hairy prick-stalk melting her with friction. 

Lightning's balls swung in and out just over Paul's face, slapping Debby 
under the chin, then rolling heavily back into the brute's groin. 

Paul's eyes were glued to the girl's unpeeled lips, eagerly waiting to see 
the doggy squirt his cum into her willing mouth. 

His eyes sent messages to his brain and his brain passed them on to his cock 
and balls, causing his prick to thunder violently. 

And although Paul couldn't see the other dog fucking her ass, he knew it was 
happening, because he could feel the big prick shooting up her asshole, 
rubbing against his own cock as they plunged into her loins. 

Debby bounced on her daddy's prick and joked back to take an assful, sucking 
happily away as she did so. With all three of her hot holes filled with 
sweet prick, the girl was in seventh heaven, an erotic Garden of Eden where 
the delights of bestiality, ass-fucking and incest were all mingled into one 
rapturous thrill. 

Debby felt like a pin cushion, stabbed full. All the sensations of those 
three pounding pricks were melting into one, centered somewhere in the 
depths of her well-stuffed belly. 

Her cunt was creaming, her mouth was drooling and her shit-chute was 
melting. She thrashed and writhed and wriggled, buffeted between her various 
lovers, hooked this way and that on the driving cocks. 

Lightning's cock was so far up her ass that she thought it might slide into 
her mouth, bumping again the head of Storm's prick. Then Storm's cockhead 
rammed back into her throat and she swallowed on it, thinking that now those 
two fat cock-knobs must be meeting in her belly, filling her digestive tract 
from both ends. 

She pulled her mouth up to Storm's cockhead, holding it in her lips so that 
her fascinated father could see the meaty red prick flare. Pre-cum oozed 
out, frothing her lips and dribbling down her chin. 

"Ummm-yummy!" Debby moaned for Paul's benefit-and was rewarded by a jolt of 
his cock. "He's gonna cream my mouth, Daddy-any minute now I'm gonna get a 
mouthful of doggy jism!" 

"Milk the fucker off, baby!" Paul gasped. "Drink the fucking mutt's cum!" 

Lightning was panting like a steam engine as he fed his cock to her face, 
tilting her tawny head back as his cock-knob slammed into her throat. Her 
jaw shot out like a lever as his fat prick plugged her facial fuck-hole, her 
lips molded to the contours of the dog's cock, then dragging back to suckle 
on his smoking cock-knob. 

Like her mother, Debby was a noisy cock sucker, and now she was making more 
noise than necessary, knowing that the sounds thrilled her father almost as 
much as the sight of her cock-filled mouth. 

She panted and slobbered on the brute's cock, just above her Daddy's face. 
"Ahhh-oooh- yummmmy-shoot, you lovely doggy! I'm hot for your thick jism." 

Paul groaned in blissful torment and fucked his prick up into her cunt-hole 
with such power that he might have tossed her off the end, if Lightning 
hadn't driven her ass down with a simultaneous thrust up her shit-chute. 
They were all rising toward the crest together, sharing the cresting waves 
as the depraved sex session ground to a creamy climax. 

"Cum, Daddy-cum in my cunt!" Debby pleaded, trying to hold back, waiting for 
his jism. "Hose my cunt with-" She broke off as dog cock clogged her throat. 

Paul heaved up, his whole body vibrating as his balls blew out. His 
fuck-juice shot out in a boiling geyser, splashing into his little girl's 
cunt. 

"Ahhhhh!" Debby cried in ecstasy. The cum was hosing her savagely. She felt 
as if she were squatting astride cannon when it blew. 

Then the hounds, howling, added their doggy jism to the cumming. 

Lightning's jizz boiled into her ass, running through her guts like melted 
lead, filling her stomach from her ass. 

Storm's cockhead erupted in a foaming deluge, sliming her lips and soaking 
her tongue. Paul watched her swallow the dog's fuck-juice and shot more of 
his own incestuous cum up into her cunt. Her girl-cum poured out in deluge, 
flooding her cunt-hole along with his slime. 

Debby swallowed a hot, thick load of cum, and Lightning fed her another load 
from the opposite end. Her belly bubbled with fuck-juice as her father 
steadily filled her pussy with his spunk. 

As those three spurting pricks pounded her to jelly, Debby creamed her 
brains out, feeling as if her whole nubile body had turned to cunt-cum and 
was dissolving into a slimy pool on the ground. 

The hounds faltered and ground to a halt, their balls deflated and their 
cocks collapsing. Lightning clung, panting, over her ass, and Storm gripped 
her shoulders, shuddering, as she sucked out the last gooey drops of jism 
from the head of his cock. 

She pulled her mouth off him and opened her lips wide, showing her father 
the doggy cum on her tongue, then drinking it as Paul pumped his last 
steaming squirts up into her trembling pussy. 

Debby sank down onto her father. He held her in a loving embrace and planned 
for a lot more family fun in the future. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

With her husband snoring away and his prick limp and lifeless, Isabelle 
naturally went looking for her faithful dogs. She found spunk drippings on 
the floor and followed the trail to the front door, finding that the horny 
brutes had fled to the woods. 

Isabelle was excited. Her ass was sore from the fucking Clay had given it 
and her fuck-hole was in a frothy, foaming frenzy. One fuck always left the 
oversexed woman feeling randy as hell, and the ass-fucking, although she had 
enjoyed it, had done nothing to cool her cunt. 

She marched out into the woods, seeking the dogs. 

Half a mile from the house, Isabelle spotted Thunder standing on a ridge. 
The doggy had wandered off from the glen after his balls had been depleted, 
but now he was becoming excited again. 

Isabelle lifted her skirt and parted her thighs. She wasn't wearing any 
panties. Tipping her crotch up, she fanned her pussy with her hand and her 
pungent aroma drifted toward the hound. 

She saw his big prick start to telescope from his loins. Assuming that her 
aroma had reached him, she smiled, figuring that the affectionate dog would 
come bounding toward the source of the scent. 

But Thunder was puzzled. 

The hound atop the ride was standing in a cross-current of wonderful 
perfumes. He got a whiff of Isabelle's cunt and, from a greater distance, he 
could still detect the fragrance of Debby, a the girl got triple fucked. But 
a third delightful scent was also carried on the breeze. 

Thunder gazed down upon the tent in which Julia Standish was fucking with 
her son. 

Thunder raised his head, nose fluttering, his doggy heart torn by 
indecision. He turned to gaze toward Isabelle. But he had already fucked her 
today and he knew that seconds were never as good as the first shot. 

He twisted and sniffed the breeze from the glen, but the nectar was faint at 
a distance and he could smell lots of cum, both doggy and human, blended 
with her cunt succulence, and knew that the girl was already being well and 
truly serviced by his companions. 

He inhaled deeply as he turned toward the tent again, and his brawny body 
shuddered. Julia's pussy was closer than the competition and certainly as 
hot and creamy as any of them. 

Thunder barked as if announcing his resolve, and went trotting down the 
hill. 

Isabelle frowned in frustration. She had never been given a knock back by a 
dog before-nor a man, for that matter. What was wrong with the dumb fucker? 
She wondered. Had he gone chasing a stupid fucking rabbit or cat or 
something? She hesitated, feeling a bit sheepish about chasing after the 
brute, knowing that a woman was better of playing hard to get. But with her 
fuck-hole feeling so volcanic, she had no choice. 

Isabelle followed the dog. 

And the dog followed his nose, right down into that aromatic tent. 

Jimmy had just finished shooting another creamy wad into his mother's cunt 
and pulled out, grinning. His cock was all slathered from her pussy, and the 
greedy woman figured it would be pleasant to give him a suck now, swallowing 
the third load of his sweet son cum. 

She was just about to dive on his prick when a huge, hairy head came pushing 
through the tent flap. 

Julia jerked her head up from Jimmy's hard prick, startled and blushing. She 
thought that someone-Paul or Debby, probably-had caught them in their 
incestuous encounter. 

But then she saw that it was only an inquisitive doggy, a dumb brute who 
didn't know that incest was naughty and who couldn't have blabbed about it 
even if he did. 

She was about to chase the dog away so that she could get down to sucking 
her son off, but she noticed how the dog's long, wet tongue was drooling and 
how his amber eyes stared at her bubbling pussy-slot. His nose flared and 
she realized that she had turned the beast on with her own arousal. The 
thought excited Julia, in turn. 

Thunder came squirming into the tent. His stiff prick swung heavily under 
his loins and Julia gave a little gasp when she saw it. She had never had 
sex with an animal but, like many women, she had often thought about it and 
wondered what it would feel like to let a horny hound throw an enthusiastic 
doggy fuck into her cunt. 

The oversexed woman would probably have tried it before, had the situation 
ever arisen. Now just such a situation was upon her. The fact that her son 
was present did nothing to inhibit Julia. In fact, she figured it would be 
even more thrilling to fuck with a dog while her young son witnessed her 
delicious depravity. 

Giving Jimmy a saucy look, Julia reached out and took the brute's cock in 
her hand. 

"Jeez, Mom!" Jimmy groaned, his eyes hot and his prick shaking violently as 
it loomed under her. 

"Wanna watch me fuck a dog?" she asked. 

"Ooooooh-yeah!" he gasped. If he felt any shame because his mother was a dog 
fucker, it was a feeble emotion compared to his surging lust. Julia was on 
her side, leaning over Jimmy's cock. Now she rolled onto her back, knees 
raised and thighs parted. She pulled on the dog's prick and the dog dropped 
his head and shot his tongue into her gooey cunt. 

It slithered up her fuck-hole like a floppy prick, and Julia moaned at the 
sensation. Twisting around, she pulled his cock into her face and began to 
tongue the slimy cock-knob, gazing at Jimmy as she did so. The boy looked 
awestruck as he watched his mother lick the dog's cock. 

Thunder slobbered into Julia's cunt and Julia drooled down the dog's 
pounding prick. She sucked the cockhead into her mouth and nursed on it 
moistly. That gamy hunk of dog cock was so tasty that the woman was tempted 
to suck him off and drink his bestial cum. 

But his tongue was driving her cunt to a frothing frenzy and she figured 
that a cuntful of big doggy prick would be even better than a mouthful. 

She grasped his collar and yanked his panting muzzle out of her pussy. Then 
she pulled her lips off his cockhead and levered it down into her crotch. 
She sprawled back, hiking her ass up so that her cunt rose into a good 
fucking angle, level with the hound's meat cock. 

Most dog would have been confused by this human position, but Thunder was 
Isabelle's dog and he was well versed in the ways of women and acquainted 
with the missionary position. He shuffled in, stiff-legged, and nudged his 
bloated cock-knob into Julia's cunt. 

She squealed as the seething cock flared in her cuntslot. She threw her legs 
up, hooking them around the big hound's hairy haunches. Her belly cupped as 
her thighs drew him tighter into her crotch. His cockhead sank into her 
pussy and his long, thick fuckshaft began to inch in behind the blazing 
cock-knob. Her cunt sucked him deeper, as if her pussy were a vacuum 
cleaner. 

Thunder whined and thrust, and his prick slid in all the way. Her cunt-lips 
slurped at the thick hilt and his balls ballooned against her ass. 

The brute held the full coupling for an instant, growing familiar with the 
novelty of a brand new fuck-hole. Then his powerful hindquarters began to 
churn. He fucked his cock in and out furiously. 

Julia whimpered and moaned as she felt the incredible friction that the 
cockshaft was building up in her cunt. His naked cock-knob sank in to the 
depths and his shiny prick-stalk plunged in behind, the bristles of his 
sheath electrifying her swollen clit and rasping up her steaming fuck-hole. 

The cock slipped into her as the excited hound fucked frantically. It felt 
like a tube of sandpaper as it ground into her cunt. 

"I love it-I love it!" Julia screamed. 

Her loins drove down to meet the beast's thrusts, and her pussy pulled and 
dragged like an automatic milking machine. She hoped that the doggy wouldn't 
cum too soon. She wanted a lovely long fucking from the brute. 

Since Thunder had already shot a couple loads, his stamina was prolonged. 
His cock sank in remorselessly and she could feel the hot pre-cum seep into 
her cunt, but luckily the animal showed no signs of shooting off 
immediately. 

Prancing and dancing on his hind legs, the hound fucked into her cunt with 
vigor and gusto. His tongue dropped onto her fat tits, slurping at the stiff 
nipples and running up her deep cleavage. He lapped up to her face and Julia 
kissed his hairy muzzle. 

Then Julia sucked his tongue into her mouth. Kissing with a dog was, in a 
strange way, even naughtier than fucking him, she thought as she sucked 
passionately on his slobbering tongue. His tongue seemed to swell like a 
prick in her mouth, darting all around. Each time Julia sucked on it, his 
cock bucked in her cunt. 

Jimmy had risen onto his knees, leaning over them and watching the dog's 
hairy prick fuck into his mother's juicy cunt. It yanked out drenched with 
cunt-cream and streaked with pre-spunk, the prick steaming. Then he buried 
it again, his balls rolling up against her ass. 

The hound dragged his tongue from her lips and began to tongue her tits 
again. Julia's mouth was vacant-and Jimmy had a hard-on like a hammer. 

He shoved his prick into her face. 

"Suck my prick, Mom!" Jimmy moaned. 

Julia gulped his seething cockhead into her mouth and worked on it hungrily. 
She inhaled on her son's prick and her cunt sucked on the dog's cock, as if 
she had a mouth at both ends of her body. 

Jimmy's ass jerked as he face-fucked the voluptuous woman, and he leaned 
over so that he could still watch the fat dog prick slide in and out of her 
cuntslot. 

Julia rippled and coiled between them savoring the mouthful and relishing 
the cuntful. How would she ever be satisfied by one cock at a time again? 
she wondered. 

The doggy was starting to yelp now and his prick fucked in savagely. His 
balls thudded against her jerking ass like spunk filled wineskins. His 
backbone twisted up as he fucked his loins out and Julia's ass and hips 
moved in a spiral as she met his plunging penetration. 

Knowing that the dumb brute was soon going to hose her cunt with his thick 
cum, Julia went crazy on Jimmy's prick, trying to bring her son off at the 
same time as the dog shot his wad. 

Jimmy's pisshole began to dribble promisingly. 

The hound howled and Jimmy wailed. Julia's mouth slurped and her cunt made 
suction sounds. The doggy jerked and jolted between her lusty thighs, 
fucking her pussy steadily, pumping the final strokes into her. 

"Gonna shoot-gonna shoot!" Jimmy cried. 

"Ummmm-ummmmm!" Julia moaned. 

"Drink my cum, Mom!" he wailed as his cock slid in and his tidal cumming 
began. 

And, standing in the tent flap, Isabelle said, "Mom! Holy fucking shit!" 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

It was too late to stop now, caught in the act or not. 

Isabelle stood there, looking astounded, as Jimmy's cum spurted heavily into 
Julia's mouth and the howling dog drained his balls up her cunt. 

Jimmy's cum was coming out in a slimy rope, and unbroken coil of creamy jism 
pouring from his pisshole and lashing down his mother's throat. 

The dog was shooting into her fuckhole in foaming floods, pumping her full 
of his jism, draining his balls spurt by spurt. 

Julia swallowed jism and her cunt soaked up dog spunk like a sponge. She was 
creaming deliciously on Thunder's squirting cock and slobbering in an oral 
orgasm on her son's succulent prick. 

She emptied Jimmy's balls to the dregs, drinking down every sweet drop. The 
hound fucked away until his balls were slack and limp, then stopped over 
her, flanks heaving, head dropped onto her tits. 

Isabelle looked on in astonishment. 

When she was sure that she had milked out every last drop from Jimmy's prick 
and balls, Julia drew her lips from the youth's cock and looked sheepishly 
at the intruder. Jimmy eyed the strange woman warily. Thunder looked a bit 
guilty, with some doggy awareness of his infidelity. 

"Jeez!" Isabelle gasped. "Mom? You suck your own son's prick? And you fucked 
my dog!" 

She shook her head in awe of the total depravity upon which she had 
stumbled. But then she grinned. Depravity delighted horny Isabelle. 

She sank to her knees behind Thunder and grasped him by the tail. Thunder 
yelped and cringed. Isabelle dragged back on his bushy tail, slowly pulling 
his spent prick out of Julia's cunt. It slid out inch by inch, dragging 
Julia's cunt-lips along the hairy cock. Then the red cock-knob, rubbery now, 
slurped from her cunt. 

"You faithless hound," Isabelle said, but she didn't sound at all angry. 

Thunder cowered away from his mistress, looking ashamed in a doggy fashion. 
The brute didn't know that incest and bestiality were naughty, of course, 
but he had a canine sense of loyalty and fidelity. 

Ignoring the guilty beast, Isabelle stared at Julia's incriminatingly creamy 
cunt. 

"That dog cum belongs to me," she said. 

"Errr-sorry. I thought he was a stray," Julia said, trying to excuse 
herself, feebly. 

"Well, I want it back," Isabelle said. 

Julia blinked, puzzled. Isabelle licked her lips. Then Julia's face 
brightened with understanding. She tilted her gooey cunt up invitingly. 

"Be my guest!" she moaned. 

Jimmy gasped as Isabelle lowered her lovely, lust-twisted face toward his 
mother's juicy cunt. Julia was thrusting her cunt up willingly, eagerly, as 
if she were serving a delicacy on a hairy platter. It was evident that his 
mother was no stranger to lesbian cuntlapping - and the knowledge was making 
potent Jimmy's balls bloat yet again. 

Isabelle gazed at that succulent feast for a moment, her mouth watering like 
a hungry child peering at a tray of cream-filled buns. Then she dove on 
Julia's cunt. Her nimble tongue went wild in that soaking slot, stabbing 
deeply up her pussy as her lips clamped over Julia's sodden cunt like a 
suction cup on a clogged drain. 

She sucked with slurping relish. Her face was buried in Julia's crotch, head 
turning and twisting, brow pressed to the blonde vee of Julia's cunt-mound 
and lips plastered to her flowing pussy. 

Julia looked at her son, smiling lewdly, as she jerked her pussy against the 
woman's panting mouth in a pumping, grinding, fucking motion. Isabelle was 
using her whole mouth on Julia's cunt. She tongue-fucked up her hot cunt and 
sucked on her pussy and clit. Loud slurps and bubbling gasps drifted from 
Julia's mouthed cunt. 

Thick gooey dog jism, mixed with creamy cunt-juice, slid into Isabelle's 
mouth in a sluggish tide. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed. Her lips were 
unpeeled, turning almost inside out as she kissed Julia's pussy as if it 
were a bearded mouth. Julia's cunt was sucking like a mouth, too, rippling 
on Isabelle's tongue. 

Her hot mouth worked like a rubber plunger as Isabelle wallowed joyfully 
around in Julia's cunt. She whimpered passionately as she sucked, and the 
dog spunk kept oozing out, thick as mercury as it floated in a lighter sea 
of cunt slime. 

Isabelle slurped and swallowed. The greedy cunt-lapper had sucked out ah the 
doggy cum now, but she kept on sucking, drinking Julia's unadulterated 
cunt-juice ravenously. 

Her hands cupped Julia under the ass and lifted her loins higher, tilting 
her cunt up as if it were a hairy goblet full of delicious cunt-cream. 
Julia's lush thighs closed around Isabelle's head, then flew wide open 
again, her arched feet moving in the air as if she were riding a bicycle. 
Isabelle moaned and sucked in a feeding frenzy. 

Getting her cunt sucked was making Julia hungry, her own mouth watering, 
envying Isabelle that succulent snack. She began to turn around, twisting 
into an inverted position without for an instant removing her cunt from the 
cunt sucker's adoring mouth. 

Jimmy watched, intrigued, as his mom slowly revolved into the sixty-nine 
position. He knew that she was no lesbian and, as his sister had, the youth 
realized that a woman doesn't have to be a deviate to be cunt sucker. 

Julia buried her face in Isabelle's sopping groin and began to suck her cunt 
voraciously. Locked in a grinding sixty-nine, they rolled together. Julia 
came on top, then turned under again. They looked like some mythical 
creature with a head at each end, devouring itself. 

Jimmy's cock was thundering and he knelt there wondering where to stick the 
fucker. And Thunder's prick had stiffened again, as well, as he inhaled the 
frenzied fragrance of those enthusiastic cunt-lappers. 

It was the hound's first encounter with lesbian love and it confused the 
dumb brute, but he knew from his nose that it was a sexual act and he began 
to yelp with renewed passion. 

The waves of rising joy were spreading out through both women, like a high 
voltage electric current that was running back and forth between their 
coupled bodies. Sharing mouths and cunts, they shared the thrill. 

The spark rippled in Isabelle's cunt and shot on through Julia's tongue, 
then ran down her trembling body and tingled in her cunt, passing on into 
Isabelle's flailing lapper in a surging current. Julia's tongue slid into 
Isabelle's pussy like a wet plug into a socket. They both shuddered and 
jerked on the electric charge. 

Isabelle's pussy creamed. Julia sucked the cunt-cum out greedily and her own 
cunt spilled over, in turn. It was as if the cunt-cream she was so avidly 
swallowing was pouring down her belly and bubbling back from her own cunt. 
They sucked and they creamed, wild with the ecstasy of it, loving both ends 
of the act equally. 

A spasm shook Isabelle to the core and she cried out in wanton bliss. Then, 
drained and gorged, she rolled away, breaking the double link. 

But insatiable Julia hadn't had enough of that sweet cunt yet, and she 
twisted with Isabelle, her lips plastered on her pussy. Isabelle lay back 
spread-eagled and Julia rose onto her knees, her head still down in 
Isabelle's pussy and her ass sticking up. 

The position ignited the dog. 

Jimmy was about to slam a doggy fuck into his mother, too, but the hound was 
faster. The hairy brute leaped up onto Julia's haunches and pounded his 
prick into her cunt. The cock-knob wedged in and the long, shaggy 
prick-stalk followed, burying itself balls-deep in her foaming fuck-chute. 

Jimmy looked dismayed, his eyes turning as he looked for a hot, wet hole for 
his own cock. Isabelle, looking through fluttering lashes and glazed eyes, 
saw the lad's need-and saw how magnificent his hard-on was. 

She jerked one hip up, grinding her cunt into Julia's face and twisting her 
torso like a fleshy screw. Jimmy grinned as he saw the opportunity that had 
been presented to him. He fell onto his side and slid in, pushing his prick 
into Isabelle's cunt from behind. 

Julia's mouth was clamped over Isabelle's pussy but when her son's smoking 
hot cockhead came sliding into the woman's groin from the other side, she 
drew back. Her lips slurped as she pulled them off Isabelle's cunt, as if 
they had been glued together by cunt-juice and slobber. 

Jimmy wriggled in and heaved his hips out. His pounding cock whipped into 
Isabelle's cunt from the rear. He sank in to the balls and shuddered. An 
hour ago he had been a virgin and now his cock was buried in his second cunt 
of the day, sharing it with his mother! 

Jimmy held his prick rooted up Isabelle's smoldering cunt. Julia licked his 
balls lovingly as they ballooned in the other woman's crotch. Then Jimmy 
began to pump his prick in and out with slow, jolting thrusts. 

Julia parted her lips and clamped them over Isabelle's sopping cuntslot so 
that she was sucking them both at the same time. She mouthed Isabelle's cunt 
and her son's hard cock ran through her lips as it fucked in and drew out. 
His prick came out soaking with cunt-juice and plowed back in drenched with 
his mother's saliva. 

They were all in ecstasy, but Julia was in paradise. She was doing ah the 
things that she loved to do-and doing them all at once! 

She was sucking a creamy cunt and mouthing her teenaged son's delicious 
prick as it came out of that cunt, all slathered and soaking and steaming 
from the fuck-hole, and as she heaved her ass up, a powerful dog was 
throwing a savage fuck into her own fiery pussy. 

Jimmy buried his prick and his mother licked his balls. He jerked out, his 
slimy prick-stalk running through her lips, then slammed back in again 
through the double joy of mouth and cunt. 

Isabelle's cunthole was getting creamier as she started to melt in another 
cumming. Julia's pussy was detonating violently on the hound's cock. The 
fantastic cluster-fuck was surging to a four-way climax. 

The dog's fuck-juice blew up Julia's cunt in a steaming torrent as she 
juiced around the spurting prick. Isabelle's cum-cream spilled into her 
mouth and then Jimmy was wailing and hosing Isabelle's pussy with his sweet 
jism. 

Julia sucked spunk out of Isabelle's hairy pussy and whimpered with the pure 
joy of total depravity. 

Balls emptied and cunts drained, the horny animals broke down and lay 
gasping together, still coupled but no longer grinding together. Julia was 
lazily lapping up the seepage as it oozed in a milky paste out of Isabelle's 
cunt and onto Jimmy's balls. 

Then she realized that the tent flap was open. 

She looked up-and gulped when she saw that her husband and her daughter were 
standing there, looking amazed. Julia had a dog prick sticking up her cunt 
and her mouth was on a cunt full of her son's cock. She wondered what on 
earth she could say? 

But she didn't have to say anything. 

Debby said it all. 

"You, too, huh, Mom?" 

And, tongue-first, she joined the cluster. 


THE END
