DOG-LOVING MOM
By Paul Gable


Foreword

It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans
within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every
town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters,
and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to
all men – greed, lust, envy and distress.
DOG-LOVING MOM is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are
wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people
not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens
– yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
DOG-LOVING MOM provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all
must live, a look at America at the grassroots level.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Fucking. The word made Angela Pierson shiver on her bed. She shut her eyes, pressing
her fingertips up against her stiffening pink nipples. Angie had to stop thinking about
doing things like that. It had been that darned conversation with guys and how they
were built and all that. Before she knew it, Angie felt that odd tingling sensation start to
race up and down her inner thighs. It was a strange feeling, a pleasant and yet kind of
upsetting sensation that made her all hot and smarmy all over.
She closed her eyes and thought about the guys at school and what they would do to
her if they could. She had seen Mitch Harding staring at her – especially at her tits and
her ass as she walked down the main school corridor. He had asked her out a whole lot
of times but her mother had never let her go.
"Mitch Harding is like all the others, Angie, believe me. They all want one thing and
then they'll leave you to face the consequences alone," her mother had said.
Angela shuddered, her fingers wandering down her flat belly and finally to her cuntal
bush. It was so hot, so very, very hot and wet between her spread thighs. Angie tensed
her rump, feeling the muscles cramp while she wiggled her naked butt over the top
sheet. It was so hot in the bedroom now.
Her fingers gently brushed over her cuntal hairs, each touch making the nerves twitter
with delight. It was nice doing this – sitting on her bed cross-legged and putting her
stodgy mother out of her mind. Angie thought about Mitch again, about how it would
feel having him touch her the same way she was touching herself now!
"Ohhhh, Mitch..."
Angie started, opening her eyes and looking at the closed door in front of her. It was
late and her mother was probably asleep in front of the television set again, snoring
gently until the sound of the test pattern would rouse her. How sad, Angie though, that
her mother seemed to have no interest in men any more. After her father had died,
Angie had overheard her mother say that there would be no other man in her life. If
her mother had even half of the sexual needs Angie herself felt, the girl was sure her
mother surely must be suffering.
"Fuck..." Angie sighed.
That word again! Angie was flat on her back now, her shoulders rubbing up and down
against the crushed pillow while her legs undulated against the mattress. It was getting
so hard, so very hard, for her to breathe. She could feel those sweet hot juices seeping
from the velvety lining of her cunt, wetting down the top curls of her blonde pussy
hairs. She curled her toes until they cramped, feeling that tingly sensation between her
legs becoming something much more intense – something much more directed against
her clit.
Angie fanned her fingers apart a little more, drawing them over the two tiny bumps of
her jutting hipbones then down, down until the cuntal curls were tickling the sensitive
flesh just under her nails. Mother had caught her doing something like that years ago
in the bathtub. Angie frowned, the memory unpleasant. Ever since then she'd been a
little nervous about touching herself, even in private.
"Ohhhh, this is so nice..."
But that moment passed and soon the girl found herself stroking her puffy outer labes.
It was nice doing that. It was almost the same thing every other night – playing with
herself, stroking her cunt until... until that beautiful second arrived when Angie thought
she was going to die! "Uhhhh..."
A particularly powerful spasm made her jerk her knees up. The soft slapping of the
headboard against the wall behind her was a constant reminder of just how much
wriggling and moving she was doing. But Angie just couldn't keep still! The touch of
her fingers against her pussy, the feeling building there between her legs was like magic.
The girl jerked her knees up again, rolling her head from side to side. Closing her eyes
a third time, she pictured Mitch, his face fading in her mind.
"Fuck me, fuck me..." Angie struggled to the surface of her mind, looking around the
room as if her mother had suddenly burst in and was standing there now frowning at
her. She was about to continue with her finger-fucking when Angie really did hear
something at the door. "Mother?"
Her hand lay frozen on her cunt, the fingertips barely moving up and down against her
clit. Even though the door was locked, Angie thought her mother could see her. She
couldn't answer the door this way! Her mother would certainly smell the odor of her
aroused cunt. She could smell it, even in her high state of excitement. It hovered
around her like a heavy perfume. The noise at the door continued and Angie wrinkled
her forehead, gathering some of her sense of reality and sliding both legs from her bed.
"Ooohhhh!"
How shaky she was! It was difficult to put one foot in front of the other, continually
feeling the slick, sexy rubbing of her cuntlips against one another.
"Mother?"
Again she repeated the call and there was no answer. Flipping open the lock, Angie
cracked open the door, peering into the dark hall. A blast of cool air struck her flushed
cheeks. There was pressure against the door.
"I... oh!"
The door banged up hard against her right shoulder, the force nearly knocking the
blonde teen to the floor.
"What in God's name... oh, it's you, Bodego!"
Pushing the long hair from her face, Angie stood in the opened doorway and watched
the three-year-old German shepherd romp around the room. Peering nervously into the
corridor once more, Angie looked around for any sign of her mother. The light at the
far end of the hall was on but otherwise there was no indication her mother was
around.
"Bodego. You've got to get out of here. I'm tired," Angie said, pointing one finger out
toward the hall while staring at the dog.
But Bodego had no intention of leaving. He ran around the bed, twisting his head
around, then stopping suddenly and staring at the young teen. Angie wrinkled her
forehead. What on earth was he trying to tell her? Was her mother in trouble? Angie
was about to talk to the animal again when he trotted over to her, apparently about to
leave. She sighed with relief, her cunt still burning from the rubbing friction she had
given it. And then...
"Oh, Bodego!"
She nearly bent in half from the suddenness of contact. She felt that damp, cold snout
on her right calf and then again halfway up her thigh. She flew back against the
doorway, knocking her head against the molding. The resulting shock in her pussy
made the tiny muscles contract almost painfully. Angie went white, drawing her hands
to her mouth and pressing the fingertips against her lips.
"No, oh bad dog!"
In an instinctive flash, Angie knew what had happened. Bodego could smell her! Like
any dog, he was attracted to the smell of an aroused female. Angie knew she was
aroused, and the German shepherd had come to her. She covered her fuzzy little cunt
with one hand and backed away, still pointing out at the hall with her other hand.
"Go, Bodego. Get out of here!"
Her voice was nervous, shaky, and Angie wasn't certain what to do now. Bodego wasn't
moving. He was standing there a foot away from her, cocking his head, his pointy ears
flattened back against his head. She had never seen him that way – well, hardly ever.
There were times when she watched him in the street chasing the bitches down the
gutter. Once she had seen him mounting the neighbor's dog, fucking the bitch until
their howling drove nearly everyone crazy. Was he thinking about doing something like
that to her? "Out, Bodego!"
But the dog remained. In a moment he came up to her, making muted growling noises
in his throat. He nosed between her legs.
"No!"
Angie shivered, realizing she had shouted. She would have to keep quiet. Her mother
would hear her and certainly come in to investigate.
"Oh, Bodego, go in the kitchen. Down the hall, go get something to eat in your bowl...
ohhhhh!"
Bodego nuzzled her again, sliding his nose between her thighs. Then she felt him
bumping the underside of her hot cuntal mound. The touch against her pussy made
those tiny muscles cramp together. Her face slackened while a shiver raced up and
down her spine. What was going on? Angie knew she should be running somewhere
for safety, getting away from the dog, but instead she was standing there, letting him
touch her. It was all those thoughts about Mitch, all that touching that was driving her
into this situation.
"Please, Bodego..."
Angie backed away from the doorway, back into her room. At the same time she found
herself closing the door and flipping the lock. The animal was whimpering through his
snout once more, swirling around her ankles, licking up her long, lithe, white legs.
Angie felt her knees growing limp as she moved back toward her bed.
"Oh, Bodego, I... I can't let this happen," Angie said, sitting down on the edge of her
bed.
She had heard stories about some women doing things like this, women and dogs
fucking. Fucking? No, no, she would never go that far!
"No, Bodego, get away!"
But her actions belied her words. Angie felt her cunt aching from all the tension and
excitement she had aroused within it earlier. She needed release and something told the
young blonde teen Bodego would give her that release. She fell back against the bed,
pushing her hands into the pillow. She knew the animal was climbing into her bed. She
could feel the mattress sagging down around her ankles. And then... and then she felt
his tongue licking her again – this time around her ankles, moving around her toes,
then up her calves. Angie giggled, pushing the knuckles of her right hand into her
mouth. She bit down, feeling so darned good and yet at the same time wondering
where all this would take her.
"Oh yes, boy, oh yes, that's so good, so very goooooood! Oh, touch me there!"
Everywhere the animal licked her sent thrills of pleasure rushing through her young
body. Bodego positioned himself between her knees now and starting licking them
gently. She rocked her body, feeling the juice seeping from her hot little pussy once
again. She was so wet, so hot down there, and knew Bodego could smell her. Somehow
that knowledge made her more and more aroused and Angie wound up breathing
through her flared nostrils, making the same wheezing sounds Bodego did.
"Uh... oh, that's it, that's it, doggie. Oh, Bodego, lick me!"
Angie didn't have to give the shepherd any encouragement. He growled happily,
twisting his head from side to side, drawing his tongue over her sweaty-damp flesh.
Angie tightened her asscheeks against one another, rocking from side to side, feeling
the hot dew from her pussy dotting her cuntal hairs. She shut her eyes tightly and
squeezed her fingernails into her palms.
"Oh God, don't... oh please, don't... oh, it's so good when you do that!"
Angie licked her lips, letting out a shuddery sigh while wriggling back and forth against
the sweaty top sheet. The room was alive with the sounds of the dog's tongue licking
up against her pussy, broken by the soft sighs of the young teen. She could feel his
tongue stretching now, stretching up to her pussy. Angie knew he wanted to eat her,
stick his tongue in her pussy and lick her. She whimpered, finding herself sliding down
to the front edge of the bed. Yes, yes, she wanted that hot, wet touch against her cunt.
It was better than her fingers. Oh, yes, far better! Angie let out another little grunt of
delight, feeling the dog moving the long tip of his snout from side to side.
"You want my pussy, don't you, boy?"
She held his head in both shaking hands, staring into his brown eyes.
"Oh, take it, then. Oh God, lick me, Bodego!"
It was deliciously naughty having the dog do something like this to her. Angie smiled
weakly, feeling the hot tension concentrating in and around her clit.
"Oh yes, yes, do it, do it!"
The dog crawled forward a little more, wedging his powerful head between her silken
thighs. Angie liked the feel, the sensation of his fur rubbing up against her flesh. She
could feel him panting hotly against her warm flesh. She rubbed her fingers up and
down against his throat now, feeling the growls coming up from his belly. Oh, oh, this
was so good, so very good. She wished it could last all night!
"Uhhhhh, Bodego, oh, that's so good, so good..."
He had turned his head, rubbing his tongue just inches below her pussy. That touch
had cut off any words she was about to speak. Angie stiffened in fright and expectation,
arching her spine and pressing the back of her head hard into the pillow behind her.
She could hear the bed squeaking like mad, the headboard clattering against the wall.
She was high, high on the dog's licking, on his touch. In another moment Angie could
feel his fangs pressing against her thigh flesh. They were so sharp, so hard! She
shivered, tucking her cunt away from the big dog instinctively.
Growling, Bodego twisted his head around a little more and bit into her flesh. The cut
of those teeth sinking in, pressing back the tendons and muscles, made the girl suck in
a ragged breath. Bodego let go for a flash of a second, then bit higher on her thigh. The
flushed heat of her skin, the burning excitement of being touched at such a sensitive
spot on her body made Angie's heart pound like crazy. The big dog pushed his strong
shoulders up between her knees.
"Uh, oh yes, Bodego, that's good, that's very good when you do that."
Angie was experimenting, trying to figure out how to encourage the dog to do
something like that. She was learning quickly, rewarding all his licks with happy little
grunts and some rubs behind the ears. And then he started licking up toward her cunt.
She sobbed, rolling to her side on the bed and jerking her knees up. The spasms in her
cunt were almost painful now!
"Uhhhhh, doggie, oh, that's good, that's good."
Bodego grunted with excitement and lunged at the glistening sensitive surfaces. Angie
let out another sigh, thinking the dog was more excited than ever. He gouged his claws
up against her thigh, sticking his nose into her pussy. She could see her hot wet juice
was wetting the fur around his mouth. His nostrils were wet with it! And those claws!
How he was scratching her upper thighs, forcing them apart as if he were her lover
wanting to... to fuck her now! Fucking! Again that thought came to the young teen and
she groaned. Fucking... the dog... her... fucking. No, no, that was going too far!
"Uhhhhh..."
She felt that tongue licking sloppily over her cunt, parting the hot crack and slicking
down her clit again and again. Oh, oh, oh, no one told her that having sex could be this
good! She jerked and twitched like a speared fish, spreading her knees as far apart as
they would go. Every now and then, Angie felt herself making fucking movements up
against the dog's maw, spearing her pussy onto that stiffening tongue and feeling it
drive down into her cunt. It was almost like getting fucked, she guessed.
"Bodego... uhhhhhh, that's so good, so good, oh God, so gooooood!"
Her senses were reeling with the sexual overload. Angie put one shaky hand down to
her cuntal mound. She could feel just how wet, how soaked, she was. She felt Bodgeo's
tongue lapping at her fingers and at the special sensitive spots between them. When she
dragged her fingers up her belly, they made long wet streaks. Then the streaks dried
and increased the heat of her rushing cum. Cum, oh yes, she was going to cum with
that big animal licking down there between her legs. It would be wonderful, more
powerful than anything she had yet experienced in her young life.
"Cummmmmm..."
The word sounded lovely now. Angie beat the backs of her naked legs against the bed,
whipping them hard against the top sheet as she felt herself nearing the moment of
wild insanity. She snapped her head from side to side, strands of her hair whipping
across her face. Cummmmm! How delicious a word, especially now.
"Huhhhh... ahhhhh!"
It was too good! It seemed almost wrong to have it so good. For a moment Angie
wanted to stop. That damned dog! He had started the whole thing, chasing her into the
bedroom, licking her. She dipped and wriggled her ass, moving so fast a sweat broke
out on her upper lip. She could feel the hot dampness under each tit, a streak of drool
at the corner of her mouth. She was cumming, oh yes, she was cumming! The slick
click of his tongue against her lips finally pushed the teen over the edge.
"Ohhhh, it's so good, it's going to kill me!"
The firestorm rushed through the young teen, making her pitch and rock against the
licking dog's face as she held him firmly between her knees. Angie had never felt
anything this all-encompassing, this good. And it seemed to last for hours and hours
and hours.


Chapter 2

"Uhhhhh, good doggie, good Bodego! Oh, you licked me off real good!"
Angie didn't know how much time had passed and didn't particularly care. It was mid
August, vacation time, and she didn't have to get up early. She could fuck the night
away with her pet German shepherd and no one would be the wiser.
"Uhhhh, you're such a good doggie, Bodego, such a good dog to do that!"
He was resting between her splayed thighs, breathing normally, Angie lay on her back,
staring at the darkened ceiling and still feeling a little tingle in her pussy. Maybe it was
because it was still so hot and muggy outside. Or maybe it was because she was just
plain curious. But the young girl started having ideas, wild ideas about her and the dog.
She moaned again, rubbing her pussy against his snout. Bodego lazily stuck out his
tongue and licked into her pussy, making the teen shiver with delight.
"Uhhhhh, good, good!"
There was something that had been missing from that licking spree. Angie hadn't quite
realized it then but now she knew what she wanted. A cock! Yes, she had wanted to feel
something very hard and stiff in her pussy. It was an instinctive drive, an instinctive
desire to have a prick rummaging around in her cunt while she came. Angie raised her
head, peering down at Bodego. He hadn't... cum. No, she would have felt something
hot and sticky against her legs, she was sure of it. Her girlfriends had told her how
some of their boyfriends jerked off and sent sprays of the white stuff up against their
thighs and pussies. Bodego would have done the same thing.
"Uhhhh..."
Fucking. But fucking a dog? Angie frowned, pushing her fingers through her tangled
blonde hair. Wasn't that going too far? Again she knew no one would know. And
besides, she wouldn't let him get in all the way. She wasn't about to lose her cherry to a
shepherd. But maybe just feeling him fuck her a little bit.
"Bodego?"
He pricked up his ears, cocking his head and stirring between her thighs. He looked
about ready to go.
"No, boy, stay."
He stared at her, his eyes reflecting the puzzlement he obviously felt. Angie smiled,
ruffling his fur with both hands.
"I want you to fuck me, boy, fuck me."
She sat up, hugging him, feeling his tongue licking her high-riding tits while his paws
scraped along her thighs.
"This way, boy, this way, fuck me, fuck me good," Angie whispered.
How do dogs fuck? She stopped for a moment, drawing up those hot, sexy images of
Bodego fucking all the bitches in the neighborhood. She blushed, knowing she would
now fall into that category. Then, giggling at her own daring, Angie pushed Bodego
away for a moment, twisting around until she was on her hands and knees. Her tits
hung down, pulling sexily at her upper chest.
"Uh, Bodego, do it, do it to me!"
The dog sat to her right, still staring at her in puzzlement. Angie was on her hands and
knees, angling her ass up, wriggling it as if she had a tail. Soon a wild heat began
building between her legs.
"Come on, boy, come on and fuck me! Oh, please, Bodego, I wanna know how it feels
to get fucked!"
He whimpered, getting up and moving behind her. Angie closed her eyes. She turned
her head around, peering around her thighs. He was sniffing her, smelling her, his eyes
starting to glow again as he picked up the odor of an aroused woman.
"Do it, do it, boy!"
Bodego put one paw on her ass then drove his tongue into her pussy. Angie felt her
body shaking as she let out a gasp. She wanted something hot and hard to fill herself
with. Fingers weren't enough any more.
"Oh, Bodego, harder, harder."
He was interested in her seeping cunt at last. He was concentrating his licking there.
Each time he pushed his pink tongue down hard into the steamy folds, Angie tried to
imagine what it would be like having that prick in her. It was wrong, she knew, to be
thinking things like that. A young girl was supposed to be modest, ignorant of fucking.
But here, alone in her bedroom, Angie felt she knew what she was doing. She could do
as she chose and no one would criticize or condemn her. "Oh, Bodego!"
He was growling, gouging roughly around the edges of her cunt. He was teasing her,
purposely holding back, keeping her at a fever pitch without satisfying her. It was so
odd, her thinking about satisfaction. She was barely aware of the power of her body and
there she was, humping back against the dog's maw, wishing he would do something
more!
"Oh, Bodego, uhhhh..."
She sucked in a deep breath. He was licking her ass now, wetting each cheek
completely. The tickle was excruciating. Now she had her knees apart to give the big
animal more room to mount her. Oh God yes, to have something, anything inside her
cunt was so important now. She wanted it deep inside, fucking in and out of her. Angie
felt the dog scratching at her asscheeks. Angie tossed her head around, feeling her hair
brushing over her whitened knuckles.
"Uhhhhh, do it, do it, oh yes, doggie, fuck me, fuck me."
Angie put one hand behind her, making sure the animal wouldn't force the full length
of his prick into her. She had never seen a dog's cock hard, but she guessed it could go
all the way up to her cherry. Angie was taking no chances. She felt the animal's furry
body pressing down against the upper curves of her ass. Her belly sagged slightly, the
stiff-nippled ends of her tits brushing the top sheet sexily.
"Uhhhh, good, doggie, that's good!"
He was on her, mounting her. A thrill filled the girl's chest, knocking the wind from
her lungs. The dog was driving his ass under, tucking it in sharply with the instinctive
movements of fucking. Angie went wild, tossing her head from side to side, gasping for
air while curling her fingers into the material of her bed.
"Ohhhh, fuck, fuck, oh do it, fuck me, fuck me good and hard!"
Her taut, pert little ass dipped, jerked. Something brushed her ass crack, something very
very hot and slick and hard. Angie let out another shuddery gasp. His prick! Oh, yes,
his cock was there, only inches away from her cunt. Again the hot blonde teen moved
her hand around, curling the fingers, making them a kind of sleeve to protect her
cherry. Bodego moved around, shoving down again and again while positioning himself
behind her. She could feel him panting against the back of her neck. "Fuck... fuck!"
Angie was babbling, unsure of what she was seeing. She threw her ass around to urge
the animal on. This whole scene was so dream-like but it was really happening. She
could feel the brush of his cock against her ass and she could feel the angry red tip of
the dog's prick as it gouged along the seeping heat of her crack. It moved lower and a
flash of fear and shame and guilt poured through her reeling mind. Her excitement was
at a keen pitch once more. It was as if she hadn't even cum earlier. Angie knew she was
walking on the edge of satisfying her need to have her pussy filled... but having a dog
fuck her...
"Uhhhhh!"
She felt the dog's red knobby cock slip into her cuntal mouth. Feeling something like
panic tighten her belly, the young teen pushed her right hand up against the dog's
crotch, keeping at least half his cock out of her pussy. Angie shivered, feeling her
fingers brushing up against Bodego's slick, hot cock and balls. There were all those
bumps, those knobs!
"Oh, doggie... oh, Bodego, what are you doing to me?"
She could hardly see straight. The touch of his prick against her fingers excited her. The
feel of his warm, furry body weighing down against hers aroused her. The hot rushing
of his cock as it fucked in and out, in and out of her pussy maddened her.
"Huhhhrrrr! Huhhhrrrr! Huhhhhrrr!"
At times Angie could feel the dog getting very close to her cherry. It was then she
clenched her cuntal muscles while making certain that her restraining hand kept the
animal at a safe distance. Other than that it was marvelous, a wonderful feeling having
the big dog fucking her. She was moving up, up on the bed until her forehead banged
up against the headboard. Bodego followed her, his long forelegs wrapped tightly
around her chest. She loved feeling his claws scraping along her flesh, leaving long red
marks.
He was whimpering at times, then growling. Angie held her breath, feeling her heart
beating so hard she thought it would burst. Her cunt was seeping more and more hot
moisture and seemed about to explode with tension. And there was that constant
rubbing against her clit, that constant inner rummaging around. It was so weird having
something inside her like that! It was as if it were trying to take her over, make her its
slave.
"Uhhhhh, oh doggie, fuck, fuck me deep, fuck me, oh Bodego!"
How he was fucking her! How he drove his cockmeat into her! Doggie meat! Angie
gasped again, tossing her head from left to right. Her hair now tangled luxuriously
around her neck. She felt terribly sexy and free and she owed that wonderful feeling to
this animal. For a moment that relatively dry life she had been leading with her prudish
mother was thrown away. Now there was just her and the dog and that wonderful
knobby cock sliding in and out of her cunthole.
"Ohhhh, do it, do it, doggie!"
Her voice was strained, hoarse, low. Bodego stopped fucking for a moment, then slowly
began pulling out. Angie let out low growls, feeling her cunt shivering almost painfully.
It was so deliriously weird feeling her cuntal membranes slipping back together,
rubbing against one another as his cock slipped out toward her cuntal mouth. And how
the hot juice dribbled from her pussyhole, wetting down the backs of her white,
shivering thighs.
Her arms trembled, threatening to collapse.
Then Angie let them and she fell against the pillow, her ass still high in the air and
prancing around as the dog dug his nails into her sides and fucked in again. Angie
wriggled in the dog's grasp, aware of him, of the way he was fucking her. There were
even moments when she thought about taking away her hand and letting him fuck her
all the way. What would it be like having this animal fucking her all the way? she
wondered.
"Ohhhh, no, no!"
Angie resisted the temptation, keeping her hand by her pussy and keeping the animal
at bay. It was good enough having him fuck her this way. Oh yes, yes, and she was
close, so very close again. Cumming twice in one evening! She had done that before
with her fingers but this was something else. Bodego, that wonderful, fucking dog!
"Uhhhhh..."
Bodego was rounding the final turn in his fucking and something told Angie this. She
could sense it in the urgency of his forward fucking moves. She could tell he was going
to dump his load into her pussy very soon. A dog cumming inside her, spraying his
spunk in her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh!"
She was whimpering with lust now, straining against the dog, wanting him to fuck her
into a wild climax. She arched her back, carrying the dog with her. She babbled again
as the dog worked its hips with a building fucking tempo. More and more juice seeped
from her cunt and Angie could feel it leaking down her ass and onto her ankles. She
ground her ass around wildly. She was going to cum. Oh yes, she was going to cum
with the dog's cock in her! It was going to be soooooo good!
"Uhhhhh, oh Bodego!"
The animal paused for a moment and then he hammered his hips down and held them
there. That was just about when Angie felt herself cumming.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
It was a whirlpool of white-hot joy, more powerful than the climax she had suffered
through earlier. Angie thought surely she would die from something this powerful, this
all-encompassing. Her ass bobbed around like mad while she grunted and growled into
the pillow. She was a rutting animal, an animal under this big dog who wanted nothing
more than to cum and cum and cum all night!
"Uhhhhh, oh God, God!"
Angie could feel tears of joy rushing down her cheeks. She was crying, actually crying
as she felt that fat doggie cock jerking around inside her. There was the wonderful
sensation of his cum spattering against her cuntal walls. She could feel it, actually feel
his jizz spraying up against her pussy, wetting down the slick walls even more. How her
pussy muscles milked his cock, holding it in, cramping down until the pain of that
tension made the young teen cry with delight. Angie lurched forward, banging her
forehead again and again against the headboard.
"Ohhhh, Bodego, that was... ohhhhh!"
She could feel the spasms dying down. With a sigh Angie slipped down to the mattress,
her arms sliding to either side of her body. Bodego had climbed off after finishing
shooting. Angie lay there for several minutes, listening to the German shepherd licking
himself off. She shuddered, twisting her head around and peering over the sweat-soaked
pillow. She watched him raising one leg, licking his fuzzy balls, knowing that that prick
had been rummaging around inside her, sending her off.
"What've I done?"
Reality began to trickle in a bit now. Angie felt her cheeks flushing beet red as she
watched her pet licking himself off. She had crossed some line without thinking much
about it. She had had sex with an animal! "Oh!"
Pushing herself up from the bed, Angie turned around, feeling the mixture of cum arid
juice seeping from her cunthole. She would have to shower now. Feeling a mixture of
excitement and growing guilt, Angie slipped from the bed, grabbing her dressing gown
off the door and slipping it around her narrow shoulders. Her tits rose and fell on her
chest as she stood there in the doorway, staring at the licking animal. A warm trickle of
jizz and juice ran down the inside of her thigh, making her shudder once again.
"God!"
Angie opened the door, signaling mutely with a sweep of the hand that Bodego was
expected to leave. He hesitated for a moment, then scrambled up and trotted from the
door.
"Good, God!"
Hurrying down the hall, Angie noticed the lights on in her mother's room. A yellow
fan of illumination spread over the blue hall carpeting. Angie rolled her eyes up,
thanking her lucky stars her mother hadn't heard a thing. She slowed her pace, tip
toeing to the bathroom two doors down.
"God!"
Angie reached the bathroom and closed the door behind her, slipping the robe off her
shoulders. Turning on the water, she ran her wrists under the stream until it was
lukewarm. Bending there, she thought of the dog again, of that wonderful tonguing
touch, of the way he licked her and of the way he finally fucked her. "Uhhhhh..."
Angie stepped into the tub, turning on the shower and letting the stinging warm spray
wash the cum from her pussy. She turned and twisted, thinking of the big dog,
wondering if she would do that again.
"Thank God, I kept my hand down there. At least I still have my cherry."
She worked soap over her cunt again and again, sudsing down twice and rinsing off
before stepping from the tub and toweling off. When she opened the bathroom door
and peered down the hall, Angie saw the light from her mother's room was off. More
importantly, Bodego was there at the end of the hall, looking expectantly at her.
"No, you don't. You aren't going to creep into my bed again, Bodego."
The dog was whining, hearing the tone of her voice and realizing the evening's fun was
over.
"Just go downstairs, go downstairs and go to sleep," she said firmly.
Angie was surprised at herself. Her initial fear and terror of the dog was gone. She was
being... well, adult with the beast. She smiled at this change in her as she opened the
bedroom door and slipped in.
"God, what a mess!"
The sheets were all twisted around and the coverlet lay in a heap at the foot of the bed.
She shook her head, tossing the coverlet back, then sliding the gown once again from
her shoulders. With a sigh, Angie threw herself onto the bedspread, rubbing her clean
cunt over the fuzzy material. How naughty she had been letting the dog touch her like
that! She hadn't even let guys do things like that on the few dates she had. Bodego
should consider herself lucky. He had licked her cunt, then fucked her, things guys like
Mitch Harding would have given anything to do.
"Ohhhh, that was good!"
Well, the summer wasn't over yet and as she drifted into sleep, Angie felt things were
going to change for her radically. The dog, Mitch, things were going to change. And
there wasn't a thing mother could do about it.


Chapter 3

"Mother! I was hot. That's all. I just wanted to shower."
Marianne Pierson put down her morning coffee, staring through the curling steam of
the light brown liquid below. Angie was being difficult again, something she had
managed to perfect during the last few months. All Marianne had asked her daughter
was why she was showering so late at night. It was an innocent question, not one
fraught with any terrible consequences. And yet Angie had instantly become defensive.
Marianne frowned, wondering if this morning breakfast conversation would lead into
yet another confrontation with her daughter.
"You needn't get so huffy about it, young lady. It was just a question."
Marianne hated herself for having said that in that way. It sounded so haughty, so
affected! She saw her daughter rolling up her eyes as she scraped her fork along the
plate. Things just hadn't gone all that smoothly for her since her husband died. There
she was, faced with all those bills, no job, insurance money running out, and a daughter
who seemed to drift further from her every day.
But what was worse, Marianne thought, was the lack Of someone to touch, to love.
Love? Marianne smiled even now at that thought. By now she would have settled just
for a good, hard, fast fuck! Yes, a hard fuck from anyone! She shivered under her robe
as Angie angrily finished her eggs and bacon. The mailman, the grocery boy, anyone
who could see through her cool facade would have been welcomed. How she needed to
be touched, handled, fucked! Marianne covered her mouth, afraid her daughter would
see the smile and wonder what was going on.
"I received a note from your Aunt Helen in Fresno," Marianne began, changing the
subject. She saw Angie's eyebrows arch in curiosity.
"Oh?"
"Yes, she's doing fine. Your cousin Jack's coming out her to start UCLA this fall. It
seems he's had some difficulty in finding housing so I suggested he stay with us for a
while."
"He's not my cousin," Angie shot back, referring to the fact of her sister's second
marriage and the son it brought with it. Marianne frowned again, remembering how
Jack had mercilessly teased Angie the last time he visited and how much she had hated
it.
"Well, family's family, and we're the only ones down here he has. It'll be a nice
gesture."
Angie shrugged, finishing up her breakfast and drinking her milk. Marianne's heart
went out as she looked up at her daughter once more.
"I don't care. Just as long as he leaves me alone. When's he coming?"
"In two days. I've got to get the guest room ready."
Marianne began clearing the breakfast dishes when Bodego trotted in, pausing by the
refrigerator. The woman had barely caught sight of him. She was about to turn around
and say something to Angie when the sounds of breaking glass filled the kitchen. "Oh!"
"Are you hurt?"
Angie was standing up, her face flushed beet red. All around her were the remnants of
a dinner plate and two glasses. Bits of food lay scattered on the floor. Bodego scampered
guiltily out the doorway, heading for the living room.
"He... he scared me. Coming up behind me and nosing me like that," Angie said,
wrinkling her nose up in affected disgust.
"Well, why don't you go outside and get some sun, dear?" Marianne said in a tired
voice, guessing Angie wouldn't be much help this morning.
"I'll take a walk down to Diane's. I'll be back in a little while to help out."
Marianne sighed. She finished cleaning up the mess, sliding what remained of the
breakfast dishes in the dishwasher. Turning on the machine, Marianne leaned against it,
feeling the rumbling through her grown and stimulating her ass. It would be another
day, another long day with nothing new, nothing exciting to make her feel like a
woman.
Standing there, feeling the mechanical rumblings of the machine through her gown,
Marianne could feel her cuntlips starting to swell. As she moved away, the friction of
her labes over her swollen clit became wildly excruciating. How good it was when she
heard her daughter scampering out the front door, banging it shut behind her. She
didn't want Angie seeing her like this. "Like what?"
Marianne spoke the words aloud, turning them over in her mind, wondering what she
was becoming. Sluttish. Whorish. A woman who would have gone down on her knees
in front of a man and beg for a fucking if she had half the courage she were born with.
Maybe she should go to a psychiatrist. Maybe he would prescribe orgasms for her. She
had heard of places like that, a doctor taking care of a patient himself. Marianne smiled
weakly.
"Uhhhhh..."
She could tell the heat between her thighs was worse today than other times. She felt
shakier than usual, not really herself at all. The sound of Bodego's nails padding across
the tiled kitchen floor barely caught her notice. Marianne was concentrating on her
cunt, on the absolutely impossible situation she was in to satisfy herself. It was only
when he began nudging his snout against her thighs that she stopped her thoughts for
the moment and looked down.
"What's the matter, boy. You wanna go out?"
Marianne moved mechanically toward the screen door, about to push it open, when she
felt him slide under her dressing gown and slip his nose up between her moving legs.
Marianne stumbled from the sudden move, putting out her hands to brace herself
against the refrigerator. Bodego was under her gown, licking up her thighs toward her
cunt!
"Stop it! Oh no, stop it!"
Marianne stood there horrified, her face white while the dog kept licking up her thighs.
She finally backed away, the back of one foot knocking over Bodego's water bowl. She
could feel the cold liquid wetting down her feet as she slipped away from the animal.
He was standing there, his big brown eyes staring at her, mocking her. Marianne
crossed her arms, rubbing her flesh briskly with her fingertips. She had never, never
been in a situation like this! Marianne had always been in control, even with the few
men she'd known.
"Get away from me, you filthy animal!"
Her voice trembled while her teeth chattered – with rage. The full impact of what had
just happened finally filtered through to her mind.
Licked by a dog! Marianne looked around for something to throw at the disgusting
beast.
"Get away! You hear me?"
Bodego started to turn but then stopped. He scampered back under her gown, pushing
his nose hotly against her cuntal mound again. She had put on panties and a bra before
coming down to prepare breakfast. Now she could feel the sheer nylon of her briefs
being shoved up between her swollen cuntlips.
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
Marianne wanted to scream, to strike out at the animal again. But now something else
was happening. She had to get away, upstairs, away from the animal before he did more
things to her.
"No, get... get away..."
Stretching out her arms, Marianne staggered to the kitchen table, feeling herself
whirling around. It was an absolute miracle she didn't fall to the floor. Grasping the
back of a chair, she sat down heavily, her knees spreading apart. Bodego barked
happily, seeing her gown fall open. In a moment he butted her thighs farther apart with
his head. In a moment Marianne felt his tongue licking over her thighs a third time, his
snout pressing into the juice-stained band of her nylon panties.
"Horrible... oh God, this is awful. I'm not some kind of freak!"
She curled her fingers, letting the nails scratch against her palms. She could smell
herself now, smell the hot pussy between her legs. She knew that was what aroused
Bodego. He was just a dog, an animal reacting to the odor of an aroused female.
"Uhhhhhh..."
But she just couldn't stop herself from letting him do this to her.
"Oh God; Bodego, please, please, leave me alone. I can't do this any more... oh God!"
Marianne tried getting up from the chair but her muscles simply failed to obey her. Her
right arm slipped along the kitchen table, while all along Bodego stayed with her hot,
seepy cunt. Oh, oh, how good it felt feeling the dampened nylon being stretched away
from her pussylips. And the sensation of the dog's hot tongue grazing one exposed
cuntlip sent her gasping. Marianne jerked out one leg, the foot stroking one support of
the kitchen table.
"Oh, Bodego, no, no, don't do this!"
Somehow Marianne gathered her gown tightly around her like a plate of armor,
staggering to the doorway. The room seemed to be moving, spinning around her like
some awful merry-go-round. If only she could reach her room. She would be free of the
animal. But Bodego was right along with her, jumping up against her. "No!"
His fore paws were striking hard against her right thigh. Marianne tilted badly to one
side, falling against the doorway. Her feet seemed to have been turned to lead!
"No, don't do this to me! Oh God in heaven, what am I doing?"
Bodego was there again, under her gown, licking up her thighs. Her knees shook badly,
threatening to collapse. One wet lick rubbed over her clit. Marianne closed her eyes,
biting her pouty lower Up until she could taste blood. The animal pressed against her
harder, licking up around the stretched elastic leg band of her panties.
She could feel the touch of that tongue now. The spit had drenched her nylon briefs,
making them feel as if they weren't even there. Marianne whimpered, putting one hand
to her mouth and resting her ass against the doorway. She couldn't pull away from him,
she couldn't make him stop. She was trapped, trapped by her own rising tide of
sensation.
Trying to draw her knees together, Marianne heard the animal growling at the move.
He was threatening her, threatening her with biting if she tried to stop him from
licking her off. It was awful, terrible! "Uhhhhhh..."
Marianne raised one hand weakly above her head in a threatening move, hoping that
would frighten the animal as it had before. But nothing phased the beast now. He
simply stood his ground, licking her, driving all the resistance from her mind and body.
"Uhhhhh..."
Marianne pushed herself from the doorway, seeing escape in the stairway at the far end
of the living room. It was so difficult to negotiate the room now, however. She had
walked it thousands of times. Now it was as if her legs were paralyzed! Bodego was
yipping and barking behind her, pulling at her gown, tearing it in places to bring her to
the floor.
"Ow!"
Bodego nipped at her ankle, trying to bring her down. Marianne screamed, feeling
herself losing her balance. She stumbled again, falling sideways onto the floor. Her
gown fell open. She could hear the dog growling at her. She clamped her thighs
together, curling her fingers into two fists as she beat at him weakly. Bodego's fur was
standing straight up, his ears pinned back, his nostrils flaring. Marianne stopped,
feeling an icy chill encase her naked body. He could kill her. He could tear her throat
out with those fangs. German shepherds were part wolf, she thought, and now that part
was showing. He was a determined animal, about to use every force in his power to
keep her down and lick her off. "Nooooo!"
He was licking her belly now, wetting down her navel and the bottom of her rib cage.
Marianne jerked her head up, watching the horror. Then with a moan she dropped
back to the floor, rolling her head from side to side. She was scratching her sides with
her nails, feeling completely defeated.
Bodego began tugging away at the panties snugged up against her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh..."
Marianne closed her eyes. The only way she would get through something like this was
simply not to think that much about it. Friction, yes, that's all it was, the rubbing of
one wet surface against one another. She couldn't be expected to stay dead while a
mouth was being pressed against her cunt, even if it was a dog's mouth. Marianne had
the feeling she was losing her mind but, at this point, it didn't matter much.
"Dear God, help me!"
Somehow she had managed to reach the sofa, crawling onto it and dragging her legs
over the cushions. Bodego followed. Her gown had come off while her panties had
slipped down over her hipbones. Marianne found her fingers hooked around the
waistband, pushing down her briefs, then she stopped.
"Uhhhh... oh, Bodego, you don't know what you're doing to me!"
She felt the rough rubbing of the scratchy cushion material over her ass. He was
lapping at her inner thighs more tenderly now, letting his tongue draw down to her
ankles, then slip up until it was touching her pussy through the crotch panel of her
briefs. She would have liked to have felt his tongue against her naked flesh. But was
that going too far?
"Good, doggie, good..."
She could feel Bodego's paws resting heavily against her thighs, the nails scratching her
flesh. His tongue stretched, brushing over the narrow band of nylon halving her cunt. It
was unreal! Marianne pushed her head into the pillow, moving her hips forward. The
dog saw the reaction and whimpered, moving the long tip of his snout from left to
right. He was fucking her with that nose, actually fucking her. The feeling of having
something that long and hard rubbing up against her cunt knocked the wind from her
lungs. Marianne let out another groan, kicking one leg high in the air. She could feel
the spit-soaked nylon creasing into her pussy, pressing hard against her inner cuntlips.
"Bodego!"
Marianne breathed heavily now, barely able to fill her lungs with enough oxygen while
the animal licked her into a frenzy! She felt perspiration rushing down the sides of her
face, burning into her eyes and nose.
Bodego growled and burrowed his nose in deeper. He was shoving the wet nylon up,
up into her cunt. She could almost feel the individual hairs in his snout rubbing up
against her clit.
"Uhhhhhh... oh, do it, do it doggie!"
Marianne's heart pounded wildly in her chest. The woman tasted more blood from her
lip. She wanted to punish herself for letting this happen. It was the tingly weakness she
felt, that weakness she always experienced when she surfaced from one of her cumming
dreams. She always climaxed just as she was waking up, just as reality blended with the
bizarre images of her unconscious. But those images were no stranger than having that
dog licking her pussy.
"Uhhhhhh..."
The sloppy nylon twisted, pulled into a twisted rope that fell to one side and exposed
her cuntlips. The dog grunted with triumph and lunged at the glistening surface.
"Ohhhhhhh...
She felt it, really felt his tongue rubbing up against her pussy. It was too much!
Gasping, jerking her hands down, Marianne tried pulling the briefs back over her
pussy. But all the spit and all the juice had made the nylon as slippery as ice. She just
couldn't get a grip on the wet material! And there was Bodego, licking her fingers,
making it even more impossible for her.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
Marianne let out another cry, trying for the last time to pull her panties over her cunt.
It was impossible! Bodego had the lead now and he wasn't about to drop it. She looked
down and watched as he pushed himself forward. His big bushy tail wagged slowly,
contentedly from left to right, the fur barely brushing her extended toes. He was
bathing her cunt again and again in his spit-doggie spit! She felt that excruciating tickle
building more and more in her, her clit feeling as if it would explode!
"No, no, Bodego, no!"
Marianne felt herself building steadily toward climax. She pitched on the sofa, whipping
her legs against the cushions, her fingers now pushing down her panties. The dog
watched, licking her thighs, staring at her crotch as more and more of her blonde cunt
was exposed.
"Doggie, do it, do it Bodego!"
Marianne had finally thrown away the last barrier. She would let him do anything to
her – fuck her if he wanted.


Chapter 4

"Uhhhhh, you damned dog! Oh God, you don't know what you're doing to me!"
Marianne rolled her naked ass around on the couch, feeling her cunt catch on fire and
burn against her clit. She slipped her hands down to her pussy, feeling the dog licking
her knuckles, then moving his tongue around to get back to his hot, furry treasure.
Marianne tensed her thighs and ass, moving her pussy up against his maw, feeding him
her pussy.
Marianne hooked one leg around the dog's strong back, rubbing her toes up against his
warm fur. How it tickled! Marianne let out another strained laugh as the big animal
pushed part of his black muzzle into her cuntal slit. Oh, it was almost like getting
fucked. Marianne raised her head, staring heavy-lidded down past the dog's belly. She
could see something – something very long, knobby, pointy, sticking straight out from
between his hind legs. Could she take something like that? Being licked by a dog was
one thing but letting him actually... actually fuck her... the thought sent more shivers
racing up and down her spine. Fucked, fucked, finally having something in her pussy
that would send her off into orgasm. That thought hurried the woman onto climax.
"Uhhhhh... huhhhhhrrrrrrr!"
How her clit burned, throbbing in time with the beating of her heart. It was going to be
one hell of a release. Marianne could tell that now as her hair whipped across her face
while she clawed at the licking animal. His tongue lapped steadily up and down, up and
down, in and out of her hot, burning pussy. How good it was!
"God! Oh my God, God, do it to me, doggie! Do... do... it to... to... meeee!"
The words were coming out long and low.
Marianne kicked the backs of her legs against the dog's head, hearing his growling
again.
"Oh no, no, don't go away, Bodego. Marianne doesn't want you to go away. Please,
please, stay with me and help me cum!"
She cooed to the big animal, staring at him, wanting him to do more to her. And
Bodego seemed to guess there was something more on her mind than having him
simply lick her off. Marianne noticed a change about his licking. It was more slow,
more studied. She stared at him again, working her ass around in frantic tight little
circles. When he touched her clit again with the tip of his tongue, she thought she
would die. Her nostrils burned with the air she sucked in to feed her twisting body.
Bodego's licking increased in intensity now, seeming to be everywhere at once. The
more she moved, the more pleasure the animal brought her. If only she could have that
sensation of being filled. Yes, yes, she wanted that cock. Yes, she wanted him fucking
her, driving that doggie cock up into her pussy! If only she could tell him that, speak to
him, beg the animal for his prick!
"Uhhhhhhhhh!"
Marianne tilted her cunthole up, feeling the dog's tongue rimming the pulsing circle of
small muscles inside. Marianne groaned, petting him excitedly, feeling herself going out
of her mind once again.
"Good doggie, good Bodego! Oh, here, here, touch me here, doggie, lick me right
there!"
She was directing him, pulling him around with both hands now, fucking herself with
his snout. Bodego liked that. He was growing happily, the sounds of his whimpers and
yips smothered by her wet, convulsing cunt.
"Yes, fuck me, oh fuck me, doggie! Oh God, God, do it, do it to me!"
The dog's tongue found the good places again, petting them over and over, making
Marianne feel as if something were tearing her apart. The dog's tongue moved up,
slipping into her cunt. Marianne threw her head back once more, beating her fists
against the dog's sides as she felt her cuntal walls spasming. She didn't want to cum,
not just yet, not without having something very hard going into her pussy. He had to
fuck her, he just had to!
"Ohhhh, please, please do it, Bodego! Don't leave me like this!"
Her face was a contorted mask of lust. Marianne stared wildly at the licking dog, feeling
the big muscles in her ass cramping. She had to have the animal doing this to her, but
also she had to have his cock in her pussyhole. She kicked both feet high in the air,
fanning her toes apart until they cramped. The dog slowed his rubbing friction a second
time, tilting his head curiously at her.
"Uhhhhh, oh God, God!"
Bodego let out a little yip, nuzzling his snout again between her swollen pussy labes.
She felt her membranes filling with blood. If he were fucking her now, she would be
milking his prick. Oh yes, yes, she would feel her muscles cramping down, grabbing
hold of his cocks, holding it until it began shooting that wonderful white hot spunk
that always made her cum again and again and again. The thought hurried her along
toward orgasm. Marianne pitched on the sofa, bucking her ass hard against the dog's
parted jaws. She could feel his fangs rubbing up against her labes and then against her
clit.
"Yaghghghghghhh!"
No, no, no, she couldn't cum yet. Somehow she managed to stop the madness, pushing
away the animal and groaning heavily "Fuck me, Bodego. You can do it. Fuck me like
this," she groaned.
It was going to be strange for the dog, Marianne knew that. Dogs fucked in a mounting
position but she wanted to be fucked the way men had fucked her. Spreading her legs
widely apart, Marianne stretched both arms between her thighs and pulled the dog up.
"Come on, boy, come on, you can do it."
The big animal peered at her with some confusion. He had never seen a woman in this
odd position before – on her back, her legs spread widely apart, her cuntal gash spread
open. Bodego began backing away but Marianne grabbed him, knowing she couldn't let
him get away from her.
"No, boy, no, not that way. Come on, boy, come on, fuck me!"
She coaxed him forward again, pushing his head into her cuntal thicket and reveling in
the thrilling hot/wet touch of his maw and tongue. Then, guiding him forward, the hot
woman managed to get him between her thighs.
"Oh yes, Bodego, that's the way. That's the way to do it. Fuck me, fuck Marianne!"
Bodego tried twice to climb off, fearing he would fall. Marianne was patient, guiding
him up, up until he was pressing his paws up against the backs of her knees. That was
close enough. After some time the German shepherd seemed to adjust to this strange,
new position. Marianne shivered, feeling his drool splattering against her tits. He
dipped his ass somewhat, brushing her pussy crack with his prick.
"Bodego! Oh yes, yes, that's it, that's it!"
She was thrilled beyond belief. He was doing it, fucking her! She could feel that pointy
tip rubbing up against her clit, touching her, about to slip into her cunthole. Her
muscles quivered for it. Marianne tossed her head from side to side, long strings of
drool seeping from the corners of her mouth. It was going to happen, it was finally
going to happen! He was going to fuck her! It would be the first fuck she had had since
her husband had passed away!
"Fuck, oh fuck me, Bodego, fuck me with that fat prick!"
She was fantasizing now as the animal crouched down, steadying himself against her
lithe body. Reaching down around her ass, she spread her cunt slowly, gently for the
big animal. Her clit glowed like a burning coal as the dog's cock brushed up against the
tiny spindle. Marianne sucked in a deep breath and held it until her eyes swam. Oh, oh,
oh, her clit was almost too sensitive to take a direct touch. She moved around,
purposely keeping his cock from her pussyhole for the moment. Bodego rubbed his
prick against the strange little nubbin and watched the woman's violent reaction to his
touch.
"Uhhhhhh, fuck, fuck me, oh damn, damn, damn! Please, fuck me!"
Bodego did just that. With a sigh of relief Marianne felt the dog's cock slip into her
cunt. He gave her just the point at first, barely jabbing into her pussyhole as if he were
experimenting with her, trying her out to see how she would react to having his cock in
her. Marianne reacted well. She pulled her hands around the dog's ass, dragging her
body up to take in more of his prick.
"Oh, please, Bodego, please! Fuck me, fuck me!"
It was almost too much for her to stand. Marianne jerked and bucked, feeling as if the
ocean were swelling over her. She was drowning, drowning in her own passion as the
dog stuck more of his cock into her. First one inch, then two, then three. Those
delicious little bumps and knobs on his cock were more exciting to her than anything
she had ever felt in her life. Marianne twisted her ass, feeling more juice dribbling down
into her asshole. Again she steadied the animal above her, feeling him about to pitch off
onto the floor.
"There, Bodego, Marianne's not going to let anything bad happen to you."
How her cunt needed a hard, ramming cock and Marianne was determined to get it.
Bodego moved all the way in, grinding his fuzzy little balls up against her clit.
Marianne thought she would die when she felt his underbelly rubbing up against her
clit, scratching the tiny organ. She let out a hard cry, her throat feeling raw. Fucking...
fucking... she rocked her ass from side to side, feeling the dog's cock stirring her slick
insides. Fucking, she was fucking, fucking again, feeling as if her belly were swelling
with some incredible mountain of tension, of lust. "Uhhhhhhhh..."
Bodego was licking at her throat, drawing his tongue up over her face, licking her
forehead. He lowered his body down a little more, nearly topping from her more than
once. Marianne squirmed as much as she dared, not wanting to frighten the beast any
more than she already had. A low moan seeped from her throat. Marianne needed that
cock deep in her. She needed the heat, the hardness stirring around inside her, and
Bodego was giving her exactly that.
"Uhhhhhhhhh..."
He fucked her deep again, pulling out, then going down all the way a third time.
Marianne gripped the big animal, fucking her body up and down, impaling herself on
that tower of dog-cock again and again.
"Fuck... fuck me!"
Bodego was doing his best to obey his mistress. Marianne screamed again, curling her
spine to swallow up more of the animal's thick cock. She shoved her hips up, feeling
her body hitting Bodego's again and again.
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Marianne shook the sweat from her eyes, feeling her clit about to explode. She moaned
loudly now, the need for oxygen forcing her to breathe through both her nose and
mouth. Her fingers dug into the dog's sides, nearly tearing the fur from her flesh as she
ground her clit against" him. How she loved the stretching sensation in her cunt, the
steady beat of his cockhead nudging up against her cuntal walls. Every bump of his
prick meat against her pussy sent the feeling higher and higher. Marianne felt herself
stretching thinner and thinner. She was vibrating inside like a bowstring, every touch of
the animal's cock driving her wild.
"Huhhhhhrrrrrr!"
The mass of tension in her belly swelled even more. Marianne felt her nerves standing
on end. The insides of her thighs alternately chilled and burned while cunt juice seeped
out, squishing from her pussyhole and wetting down the animal's tiny balls. She knew
he was going to cum, going to cum and fill her with his jizz. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Marianne knew she wouldn't be able to take any more of this fucking. She tossed her
hips against the couch, feeling the dog's cock actually swelling inside her. His ears were
flattened back while that wolf-like glance in his eyes became more and more intense. A
strange light came from his pupils. Being fucked by a hound of hell, that's what it was
like!
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
The juggling, rocking, pitching motion of her body on the couch nearly knocked
Bodego off her belly once more. Marianne couldn't help it. She felt the boiling heat in
her cunt climb toward her brain.
"Ohhhhhh!"
A tremendous fire started at her cuntal mouth. The gathering rush in her veins was too
strong for her to stop. She was going to cum, oh yes, she was going to cum, and
nothing in the world could stop that. Marianne grunted, ramming her pussy down onto
the rock hard bar of doggie cockmeat. It was then that Marianne felt herself flying to
pieces!
"Yaghhghghghghghhgh!"
It had been long, so long since she had felt herself this hot, this aroused. She exploded
now, her mind shattering into millions of brightly colored pieces. The hard, heavy jolt
of her climax sent the dog shivering off into a cum of his own. Marianne could feel his
body shaking, quivering against hers. She knew what was happening. She knew from
the experience of having been fucked nearly every night by her late husband. Bodego
was cumming, shooting his load deep in her, and in a moment the woman could feel
the hot spray of his load against her cuntal walls. The massive thrusts of his jizz sent
her higher and higher into her climax. She could feel her cuntal walls gripping his prick
at least two times for every squirt of cum that shot from his cock knob. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Marianne was all cunt – wet, hot and clenching. The warm rubbing fur of the animal's
body made her perspire heavily as she milked at the bucking rod of his cock. Oh, to be
fucked and fucked this hard was heavenly!
"Please, ohhhhhhhh, please!"
Her head went back while her tits jiggled inside her bra. The furious blasts of her cunt's
reaction seemed to go on and on while Bodego finished up his climax. In a while
Marianne felt her cum slowly ebb to nothing, the dog having slowly drawn his prick
from her.
"Ohhhhhh, Bodego!"
It had been wonderful, marvelous. Now she lay stretched out on the couch, one leg
draped over the back, the other on the floor. It was madness, sheer madness that had
driven her to this edge. Now as she was there, doggie jizz oozing from her violated cunt
slit, Marianne wondered if indeed she were losing her mind.
"Oh, bad dog, you know what you made me do and feel? That's a bad dog!"
Bodego looked up from his ball-licking.
Marianne put one hand to her forehead and shook her head from side to side. "Have to
shower!"
Marianne still felt a little shaky as she rose from the couch and searched for her gown.
There it was, tossed to the side, just next to Bodego. When she grabbed it, he twisted
his head around, playfully grabbing one of the sleeves and tugging back. Marianne
sucked in a deep breath, pulling until she heard the material rip.
"Let go, you silly dog!"
How could she keep from laughing? She felt so darned good! She had been fucked by
one of the most powerful cocks in the world, or it had seemed! She draped the gown
over her shoulders, scooping up her spit-drenched panties and climbing the stairs.
Bodego was still there licking his dick and balls, concentrating on himself and
forgetting about her. "Dogs!" Just pronouncing the words made her shiver. And while
in the shower sudsing herself, splashing the warm water around her pussy and tits,
Marianne thought of the dog. Oh, how good his tongue had felt bathing her, licking
her pussy. She could go for that again – and soon! It had been so long since she had
been fucked like that!
"Uhhhhh!"
A good licking would be nice, Marianne thought as she toweled herself off, throwing
the robe around her shoulders and walking back down the stairs. Bodego had finished
cleaning himself and was curled up in front of the sofa. He raised his proud head and
looked at her. Marianne bit her Up, wondering if she had gone too far.
She sat on the sofa, realizing she had left her bra and panties upstairs. Bodego trotted
over, nuzzling her dress up. Her pussy tissues were tender, she knew, but the dog's
tongue hurt good. Marianne scooted down, curling her fingers against the sofa
cushions.
"Bad dog, you bad, bad dog."
She closed her eyes, listening to the sexy, moist sounds of the animal's tongue against
her sloppy, musky cunt. Marianne whimpered as the tension built once more. When
would it stop? She had to get the room ready for her nephew... oh, oh, that would wait.
She smiled, feeling her breathing quicken. Angie would be home to help her soon.
Marianne just sat there, not moving a muscle, letting Bodego do all the work. He would
bring her off. She moved to give him more of her cuntmeat to nibble on, wondering
about the future, about the dog, about her daughter, about her nephew...


Chapter 5

The two days had passed and Jack was due to arrive. Surprisingly Angie had been
terribly cooperative, helping her mother put the house in order and get the guest room
ready. He would be sleeping down the hall from the two of them, discreetly down the
hall, Marianne thought. She knew of her daughter's dislike of Jack. But still, time heals
all wounds, and Jack, Marianne knew, was extremely handsome.
Later the second day a yellow cab pulled up in front of the large two-story house.
Marianne pulled back the white lace curtains and saw a handsome young man step out,
a large black suitcase in one hand and a backpack in another. Marianne gripped the
curtains tightly. Jack turned out to be a handsome man after all.
He was tall and broad-shouldered with dark brown hair curling thickly over his white
shirt collar. There was just that touch of Bohemian in him that added an air of
excitement to his demeanor. Outwardly respectable, he appeared to have a strong
undercurrent of something rather uncivilized. All this Marianne garnered in the brief
seconds it took for her nephew to walk from the cab to the front door. Angie was still
upstairs getting ready and Marianne trembled, feeling some sort of trouble would come
from him.
"Oh, hi! You must be Aunt Marianne!"
Jack dropped his suitcase, sliding his strong arms around her and hugging her tightly. It
was all Marianne could do to keep her cool. She gently pushed herself away, kissing
him lightly on the cheek and stepping back. Modesty prevailed, managing to hide the
flush of excitement reddening her cheeks and making her cunt swell open.
"Is Angie around? I want to see if she's as feisty as ever."
Jack was open, laughing, apparently not realizing the effect he had on women. That was
good. It would be a blessing in this house. In a moment her daughter came down and,
to her relief, received Jack coolly. Well, that was one less problem to worry over.
"I'm going to see Diane later on this evening, after dinner, I guess. He's still kind of
creepy, I think," Angie said in an aside, watching as her cousin trundled his bags up the
stairs to his room.
"Be kind, dear. He'll only be here for a short time."
"I know. But it's such a pain... well, I guess so."
Marianne waited until she heard the upstairs bedroom door shut. Perhaps this was
another time for a talk. She sat down on the sofa, patting the cushion next to her for
Angie. The girl sighed, sitting down modestly and staring straight ahead.
"You've been spending a lot of time at Diane's. You're not... well, meeting someone else
there, are you?"
Angie reddened, pushing her blonde hair back while shuffling her feet back and forth.
"Why do you want to know?"
"I mean, if there's a boy, I'd like to meet him."
"What you wanna know is if I've been to bed with a guy yet, right?"
Marianne flushed beet red, swallowing hard. The conversation was going sour again.
"That's not what I meant at all, young lady. Your private affairs-" She stopped.
Marianne hadn't meant to use that word. "If you decide you love someone... oh what's
the use?"
Marianne put one hand to her forehead. Again she was getting nowhere with her
daughter. There was that wall between them. She loved Angie, but she was jealous of
her too. Everything was all mixed up!
"Well, there's nothing going on. Diane and I just have lots of fun together. If you want,
I'll invite her over," Angie suggested, seeming to be holding out the peace flag for the
moment.
"That would be nice."
Angie shrugged, getting up and walking quickly to the phone.
In about thirty minutes Diane appeared at the door – a tall, pert brunette Angie's age
with the glint of mischief in her eye.
"Oh, hi, Mrs. Pierson, nice of you to invite me over for dinner," Diane said, shaking
her loose, curly hair from her eyes.
"Why don't you girls go upstairs and talk? I'll get dinner ready."
Diane seemed to be keeping something back as she ran up the stairs in front of Angie.
It was only when they reached the top landing and moved out of Marianne's hearing
that she talked.
"Wow! I was outside and saw this hunky guy moving in. Your mother got a boyfriend
or something?"
Diane was all eyes, almost visibly shaking as they walked toward Angie's bedroom.
"No, just my dopey cousin."
Diane stopped, sucking in a sharp breath. "Dopey? Something wrong with him or
something?"
Angie laughed, opening the door and flicking on the light. "No, not that I know about.
He just – I don't know – teases me a lot."
Diane rolled her eyes up, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed. "Boy, I sure wish I
had someone like that to tease me a lot. I think I'd do anything for him."
Angie lay down, rolling onto one side and propping her head in her hands.
"Anything?"
Diane cocked her head to one side, arching her eyebrows. "Yeah, anything. I mean it,
Angie, I mean, there's some guys you'd let – you know, fuck around with you."
"Diane! You mean..." "No," she said with a disappointed air shrugging her shoulders.
"And I sure wish it would happen soon. It's getting boring going on these dates with
guys and they stop short of... you know."
"Yeah, I know. But at least you go on dates. My mom won't let a guy near the place.
And there's Mitch..."
"He say something to you?" Diane asked narrowing her eyes.
"No. Wish he would. I guess I'd do something with him – like you and my cousin or
something."
The girls continued talking, unaware of the door opening slowly behind them. Diane
was the first to notice Bodego entering the room.
"No men allowed," she said jokingly, stretching out one hand to the dog. "Diane,
don't!"
Angie was trembling, staring angrily at the dog. The thought that he would do
something terrified her.
"Something wrong with him?" Diane asked.
"No, it's just I don't Want dog hair all over the place."
Diane laughed, scratching the panting dog behind his ears. "That's what vacuum
cleaners are for. Don't be such a priss. Oh, that's it, Bodego, is Angie treating you bad?"
Bodego whistled through his nose, snuggling up against Diane's rubbing. Angie knew
what he was after. Two girls, two women to fuck. She could well imagine what was
going through his furry little mind.
"You know, I bet fuckin's about the best thing in the world to do, you know? I mean,
wow, I get hot just thinking about your cousin and how hunky he is. You think you
could introduce me or something?"
"Sure."
Angie stared worriedly at the big animal. He was sniffing at Diane now. He could smell
something – her aroused cunt. And the more Diane talked about her cousin, the hotter
she was going to get. Angie tried changing the topic but Diane kept bringing the
conversation back to Jack. When Diane scooted back on the bed, resting her spine
against the headboard, Bodego climbed quickly onto the mattress. It was a short while
before Diane began suspecting something was going on.
"What's with your dog, anyway? He keeps following me. You all right, Bodego?
Something wrong? I... oh, Angie!"
"Get down. Get away from her, Bodego!"
He was pressing his snout up against Diane's white shorts. There were dark stains
where his tongue had licked her, right over her pussy! The brunette had her hands up
against her mouth, her eyes wide, staring down at the big beast. Bodego was growling
now, wriggling his hips, trying to shake off Angie's hands as she tried pulling the
animal away.
"Nothing. He's just... I don't know. Come on, Diane, help me!"
"He's gonna bite me. I know he's gonna bite me!" she cried, her confident look quickly
changing to an expression of terror.
"He won't bite you. He smells you, that's all. It's all that talk about Jack that did it.
Come on, Diane!"
But the teen was too frightened to move. She lay there, her legs spread, her chest rising
and falling while the animal stuck his nose back into her crotch and started lapping up
and down.
"Oh, what's going on? Why is he doing this to me, Angie?"
"I don't know. Diane..."
Bodego whipped his head around and snapped at Angie. The blonde teen drew her
hands back, shaking a warning finger at him.
"Now you stop that, Bodego! Stop that and get off the bed!"
The animal whimpered, looking up at the brunette, then back at the frowning Angie.
With a sigh he climbed down from the bed, standing by its side, still looking up at the
two teens.
"What's gotten into him?" Diane gasped, feeling a little safer now.
"I guess he smelled you and wanted to... you know, put his mouth up there against
your cunt."
Diane stared open-mouthed at her friend, then looked down at the German shepherd.
"I've heard about women doing that kinda thing in Tijuana. But I mean... you think it's
wild or something having that happen."
She shrugged her shoulders, rubbing the goose bumps away from her arms as she
answered her friend.
"Guess so. But who's to say anything about it? I mean, when a guy does it to you I
guess you have to worry if he's gonna brag about it to his friends. But a dog... who's he
going to tell?"
Diane laughed, shaking her head. "You're right. But... I don't know, it seems so weird.
But you know, it felt kinda nice when he was doing that to me. Is that terrible?"
Angie shrugged again. "Not if it feels good."
There was a long pause as the two girls stared meaningfully at one another. Then Angie
broke the ice, climbing off the bed and closing the door.
"No one comes in here, especially if it's locked," she said, flipping the bolt.
Diane still said nothing as Angie skinned off her shorts, then unsnapped her halter. She
felt she was doing something terribly daring, something terribly dangerous. She was
taking the chance that Diane would get into this. Maybe all she needed was just a little
push, a little shove to get her going on this. She would give her the push.
"Come here, Bodego, come here."
This time her voice had a different tone. The animal picked up on it quickly, wheeling
around and barking happily. He leaped onto the bed, nuzzling Diane's thighs briefly,
then moving onto Angie.
"Angie! My God, you're going to let him... oh wow, this is something else!" Diane
gasped, sucking in a ragged breath.
Angie felt so daring doing this. And there was Bodego, jumping up excitedly, drool
from his tongue dripping onto her belly. He was licking the pink nubs of her tits,
drawing his tongue over those stiff, sensitive nipples and making her squirm all over
the bed. It felt so good having his weight pressing down against her.
Angie liked the feel of those nails nearly breaking her skin. She liked the furry feel of
his tail brushing over the tips of her toes. Angie wallowed her shoulders against the
pillow behind her, arching her back, feeling her swelling cuntlips rubbing against one
another. Oh yes, yes, this was going to be good. And there was her best friend, Diane,
watching the whole scene.
"Uhhhh... oh yes, Bodego, let's show Diane something she's going to remember for a
long time."
"Angie, you don't have to do this. I mean, you really don't... oh wow, he's gonna do it!
He's gonna lick your pussy!"
"Oh yeah, yeah, lick me, Bodego, lick me good. It's gonna feel so good having your
tongue down there between my legs!"
His pink tongue was so hot! It had been only two days, but Angie had forgotten just
how hot and wet and wonderful and wild his maw and tongue had felt rubbing up
against her body.
Angie let out another gasp, arching her spine, feeding the animal her cunt as she
guided him along, her hands behind his pointy ears. His coat prickled her naked flesh
deliciously. Oh, oh, how good it was to be there, spread-eagled, urging her dog to excite
her more and more. "Oh, Bodego!"
Angie tucked one leg under the other, rolling onto her tummy. She sighed as the big
dog bobbed his head around, trying to find all the sensitive spots again. He nosed
around her ears, licking her throat, her face, then moving down to her ass. She liked
that, the sensation of his tongue drawing broad swaths of spit over her ass. Digging her
knees into the mattress, Angie began raising her ass, wagging it like a tail, drawing
more gasps of surprise from her friend.
"Wow! You've done this before. Angie, you bitch, you've done this before!"
Diane's voice didn't have any horror or disgust in it. In fact, Angie thought her friend
was almost laughing when she spoke.
"Just once. But, wow, I learned a whole lot that one time."
"Did he... fuck you?"
Angie paused, feeling the dog's tongue settling in her asscrack. She shivered, unable to
answer for a moment until the spasm passed.
"Yeah, he fucked me. But I didn't let him pop my cherry. I held him back. I'm gonna
have a guy do that to me, I think."
Angie heard the sound of material scraping over flesh and then she saw her friend was
stripping. She could hear her own heavy breathing mixing with Diane's. Diane was
going to let Bodego take her and that was fine. But Angie wanted him first. After all, he
was her dog.
"Ohhh, do it, Bodego, do it to me."
He was licking slowly down her back. Angie could feel that tongue touching all the
bumps and hollows, wetting her all over. She raised her ass again, feeling her nipples
scraping teasingly along the coverlet. It was almost like it had been before – her on her
hands and knees, her tits pulling down while the animal was behind her, ready to fuck.
"Oh yes, yes, lick me good!"
Bodego was just doing that. He moved around, drawing his tongue along her asscrack
and finally touching her cunt. Angie let out a shivery moan, wagging her ass more
frantically for his sloppy tongue. How good it was, how deliciously good it felt as the
animal smoothed it between her crack. She could feel that spit wetting down her hairs,
dribbling down her thighs. She was swimming in it, drowning in the spit of her pet
German shepherd. It was something that made her so happy, something that almost
drove her out of her mind. She arched her back even more, panting heavily. She knelt
there, wobbling, her tits dangling from her upper chest. It was too soon to have the dog
fuck her but she did want his tongue around her pussy. "Uhhhhhhhh..."
Angie groaned the moment Bodego found that sensitive spot in her cunt. The animal
was working lower on her thighs now and Angie spread her thighs until her inner
cuntlips peeled stickily back. The dog pushed up hungrily, raking his tongue under her
cuntal mound and up into her humid pussymeat. Angie thought she would die from
that hot-wet pressure.
"Oh, Bodego, oh, that's so good, so very, very good, it's gonna kill me!"
Angie rolled onto her back again, spreading her legs wide for the German shepherd.
She could see her friend nearby, fingering herself, watching and waiting. Oh, Angie was
so glad her mother had decided to let her invite Diane over for dinner. What a meal
they would have!


Chapter 6

"Ummmm, oh wow, wow, it's something else when he touches me like that, Diane! I
mean, that tongue. Wow, it's wild!"
"I know. I can see."
Angie licked her dry lips, feeling the blood swelling her cuntlips. She rocked on the
bed, hearing the mattress groaning and squeaking under their weight. She wondered if
her mother could overhear what was going on upstairs but decided she wouldn't
because she was getting dinner ready. Jack was probably asleep in his room. He said
something about taking a nap as he climbed the stairs to his room.
"Ohhhhhhh, th-th-there, Bodego, lick me there, make me feel... ohhhhhhh!"
Angie wrinkled up her red face, bouncing her naked ass frantically against the bed as
she whipped her arms against the mattress. Bodego was touching her clit again and
again, making her rut right there in front of her friend. She kicked out her legs, feeling
the tendons stretching from that move as the dog growled that soft, smothered growl of
lust she'd heard before. Oh yes, yes, it was wonderful, the best feeling ever! And here
was Diane witnessing it all.
"Oh, lemme have him, Angie. Lemme take the dog," Diane begged.
"Later. Later. I'm having too much fun with him now. Don't worry. He's gonna do stuff
with you. He's that kinda dog."
Angie had a hard time speaking. When she looked down under Bodego's belly, she saw
that dark red spear of his cock dangling down. She remembered how he had fucked
her, remembered the feeling of his body weighing down hers, the touch of his forelegs
as they held her tightly, the sensation of his cock gouging against her ass and finally
finding her supersensitive cunthole. Just thinking about it made the girl hotter than
ever. She stretched both hands out, scratching the animal's back, guiding him lower,
lower until he was spearing her cunthole again and again. "Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Angie was making faces as if he were hurting her, and he was, in a way. The pleasure
was so intense it was growing toward pain. She shuddered, her eyes still glued to the
fat, knobby prick. Through her head ran a shadowy movie of dogs fucking – fucking in
packs, fucking three males to a bitch, fucking in the gutter.
"Uhhhhhhhhh..."
Angie babbled with excitement, holding Bodego's head down so he could lap her cuntal
slit open. She sat up now, watching the beast lick her cunt. Her belly tightened, her
chest rising then staying there while his tongue rubbed her flooding pussymeat. She
watched her clit being forced down. It was amazing she was able to sit there without
throwing herself all over the bed. How her nostrils burned with the air she sucked in!
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Bodego was wagging his doggie hips, more of his cock sliding out. His tongue kept
moving in and out, in and out of her cuntslit.
"This is wild! I mean, wild!"
Diane had given up on taking the animal away from Angie right now. Instead she was
stretched out, watching the girl and her pet, fingering herself. Her eyes at times looked
dreamy, far away.
"And wow, I'm getting so... itchy just watching you guys."
"Oh, he's gonna lick your cunt too, Diane. Just you wait. You won't believe how it feels
when he's got his tongue rubbing up against... oh wow, wow, wow!"
Diane was pumping her ass, fucking her fingers as if they were a cock. The convulsive
way her friend was moving worried Angie that she would cum without the dog. She
wanted to see Diane getting fucked by Bodego!
"Diane, maybe you should slow down and..." "Don't worry, don't... I know what I'm
doing. It makes me really hot... ohhhhhhh!"
Diane was babbling something, her body shaking and shuddering while the fingers
squished in deep. Angie shook the hair from her eyes, letting the dog lick back into her.
When her muscles began ridging against her thigh flesh, Bodego moved his head
around and closed his sharp fangs down. The effect made Angie babble in a fury of
tingling lust. She fell back down on the bed, thrusting her hips up, tossing them around
in circles and whimpering for Bodego to eat her out again. "Oh, oh, ohhhh!"
She was close, so very, very close. She would cum, then let the dog finish up on her
friend. Angie laughed at this, laughed at the thought of Diane being mounted right
next to her, fucked out of her mind. Oh, oh, that would be good! She would see it, see
how her friend would react after all that talking about fucking and guys and sucking
cock!
"Oh, ohhhhh!"
The brunette knew she was going to pop in a minute. Diane let out a howl, feeling the
dog eating her out in a wild frenzy of delight. He had jumped forward suddenly, eating
out her pussy. It all happened so quickly, so irresistibly. Diane let out a cry as Angie felt
the friction build in seconds to her cum. Bodego humped his ass as he nipped and
licked her drooling cunt. She could feel the shaking of his shoulders, the rubbing of his
furred body.
"Oh, oh, do it, Bodego! Oh yes, yes, do it to me, lick me out, lick... uhhhhhhhhh!"
Angie nearly threw the dog from her. She beat her legs against the bed, hugging the
dog's body finally with the insides of her knees. "God, God, God!"
It was almost more than she could stand. The hurt was so keen that pleasure boiled
from it. Her hot juices bubbled from the tender hollows of her cunt, wetting down the
shepherd's muzzle. It was wild, wonderful! Those slick, licking sounds of his tongue
lapping away at her cunt seared each moment with lewd sensation.
"Ohhhhh, cummmmmm!"
The wonderful word echoed from the walls. Angie just couldn't stop moving as she
repeated it over and over again, not caring if her mother or Jack heard. She let out
more shivering moans, her squirming seeming to set the dog off into a more wild fury.
He made strange growling sounds against the hot mess of her cunt. They were a kind
of growling, whining noise that made her open her knees even wider to take on the
dog, to let him lick so deep she would feel his tongue against the insides of her throat.
As her cum peaked, the dog opened his jaws and took her cuntal mound between his
fangs. He shook her gently, his teeth pressing maddeningly against her flesh. At the
same time he licked his tongue around and around, drawing more pleasure from her
body. She let out whimpering sounds from her throat. It was good, so very, very good.
"Ughhghghghhghghhhh!"
And then it was over. Angie sighed, drawing her nails over the dog's back, feeling the
fur tickling the sensitive flesh under them.
"Unreal! That was just unreal, Angie. I don't think I could do that."
Angie opened her eyes, seeing the sly smile on Diane's face.
"Okay, you try."
Bodego had tried rubbing his cock against the girl's thighs. Diane and Angie both knew
what he was trying to do – get off. He had nearly forgotten about the hot brunette next
to him. Diane ended that by rubbing her fingers against his hot coat.
"Come here, boy, come here and let Diane do something for you."
It was unreal, unbelievable! Angie waited, rubbing her hands over her tits, feeling the
juices still ooze from her pussy. There only a few inches from her was her friend,
rutting openly, moving her ass against the bed while the animal was tonguing her cunt.
Oh yes, yes, Diane was getting into it fast. She took to the tongue-licking the way a
young duckling takes to water. She jerked her thighs up while rubbing the animal's ears
with her fingers. In a moment it was difficult to hear what Diane was saying. She was in
that wonderful private world of sexual arousal. "Oooooooooo!"
She snapped her head back, burying it in the pillow while she drew her knees up to hug
the big dog. Angie gasped in huge lungfuls of air and looked at the lust-swollen face
beside her. Diane was going fast. She could see that easily. The girl had worked herself
up with her fingering and now she was going to cum without the dog fucking her.
"Easy, Bodego, easy, don't hurry," Angie coaxed, rubbing her fingers against the dog.
He seemed to understand Diane's frenzy and slowed down, his tongue concentrating on
her asshole, then her tits. Diane was prancing her ass for more friction, wanting to have
that tongue sticking into her cunthole. She asked for as much, tearing out handfuls of
the dog's fur, desperately trying to get his head back between her legs.
"Let 'im mount you now, Diane. I think it's time for that," Angie suggested
breathlessly.
"Fucking. Fucking. Oh wow, yeah. And I don't have to worry about popping my
cherry. That's been done already for me."
"Oh!"
Diane smiled secretively at Angie, then slowly turned around until she was on her
hands and knees. It was the same fucking position Angie had used before. She watched
as Bodego moved around confidently now, sniffing at Diane's ass, then scratching the
tops of her asscheeks tentatively with his fore paws. Diane wagged her ass then knelt
there still as Bodego climbed atop her.
"Uhhhhhh... nice, nice, good, oh that feels so good!" "Fuck her, Bodego, fuck her
good!" Angie reddened. Diane was making all those delicious, bubbly sounds that
indicate a woman's happiness. And then... and then the girl let out a shriek, followed by
low moans. Angie shuddered. She knew Bodego was in her. Oh yes, yes, the dog was
fucking her, driving his cockrod into her cunt. Diane was staring straight ahead, her
lower jaw hanging down, drool dribbling down her chin. "Uh! Uhh! Uhh!"
Angie took in the tableau – the woman bent over, her tits hanging down, swaying and
swinging forward after each fuck-thrust. And how her body rippled each time Bodego
drove his hips forward against her ass! Diane's face was a mask of concentrated lust, her
eyes wide, her nostrils flared while her cheeks blanched. The girl's elbows bowed out,
threatening to collapse. With apparent effort, Diane straightened her arms once more,
wagging her ass, grunting and laughing and crying out as Bodego fucked her again and
again and again. "Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Diane was a quick cum. She cried out, shaking all over while Bodego threw in his cock
once or twice more. In a second the two of them were howling – woman and dog –
going crazy as they came and came and came. Bodego flattened his head between her
jutting shoulder blades, his forelegs tightening around the teen's chest while his tail
stood straight out as if he were going to take a shit! It was crazy!
Angie hugged her naked body, feeling echoes of the thrills she knew Diane was
experiencing. How wild, how wonderful! The young brunette was still rutting, backing
into the shepherd while Bodego fired the last of his white-hot blasts of doggie cum in
her cunt. Diane's elbows finally bowed out all the way, her arms collapsing. She pressed
her left cheek against the pillow, burying her fists in the material.
"Ummmmmmmmm!"
She was sighing happily as the dog finished dumping his load. Bodego backed away,
drawing his claws along her sides and leaving faint pink marks on her flesh. Diane
shuddered at the touch, smiling happily. Oh, she had enjoyed it. Yes, yes, Angie could
see her friend had enjoyed that fucking immensely!
"Oh, that was... was unreal. It was wonderful! And you've got that pet right here in
your house!"
Diane pulled her head up and looked smilingly at her friend. Angie was playing with
the blonde tufts of her cunthair.
"Yeah. It's nice."
"But... but what about your mom? Does she know?" Diane asked.
"Of course not!" Angie snapped, almost laughing at the absurd idea.
"Well, I mean, you two could be freaking out together or something with the same dog.
It happens in books – I mean, with a guy, of course."
Angie frowned, pushing her hair back and toying with it. The thought of her mother
doing something like this with Bodego was absurd! She would have laughed if there
weren't something vaguely offensive in Diane's suggestion. The thought of her mother
doing something with a dog made Angie tremble with revulsion.
"Well, it doesn't happen here. She's too busy with her shopping and t.v. to think about
it," Angie sniffed, hoping the slightly sneering remark would quiet Diane.
"I guess. When you're that old, who knows what it's like? Anyway, I guess we should
shower or something for dinner. I mean, your mom's gonna guess-" "Okay. Now
behave yourself," Angie said, smiling at her friend who was hugging the licking dog.
"You're the best thing that's happened to me all week, you wonderful mutt," Diane said
to Bodego, grabbing his muzzle and speaking right into his furry face.
The girls showered, talking rapidly about what had happened and how they would
never, ever tell on the other. Diane kept rubbing her cunt with the soap, saying how
much it felt like Bodego's tongue and how she would have to compare all the guys she
went out with now with the dog. Angie only laughed at her friend, wishing she had
someone to compare the dog with.
"Girls, dinner!"
Dinner went quickly with Diane and Angie barely able to keep from giggling while Jack
talked animatedly about his college days coming up. Marianne listened attentively,
frowning every now and then at the girls who stole furtive glances at Jack.
When the plates were cleared, Angie announced she would walk Diane home and visit
for a while. Marianne had no objections, both wanting and fearing being alone with
Jack. She told herself she would talk with him like a maiden aunt for a while and then
retire early.
Perhaps she would take Bodego in the room with her.
"Why don't you sit down? What you've told me about your plans sounds fascinating.
Computers! It's all beyond me," Marianne said, laughing and waving her hands around
her head.
Jack slouched in a nearby chair, smiling at her. He said nothing, just stared at the
woman until Marianne found herself squirming uncomfortably.
"You know, you don't look like an aunt at all," he finally said. "I mean, you could be
Angie's older sister or something."
Marianne giggled, surprised she was acting like some teenager. "Jack, that's not a very
appropriate thing to say to your aunt."
"Aunt by marriage," he corrected, waving one finger in the air.
"Still, we're family."
Marianne wasn't sure she liked where this conversation was going. The words were
coming out all wrong and they seemed to be leading to... she didn't want to think about
it.
"I suppose, technically. Still, it's hard to believe you're old enough to be Angie's mom."
Marianne was afraid her face would show her thoughts, her smoldering desire. Yes, it
was desire, lust. What did it matter whether the male was so young or that he was her
nephew by marriage? Things had become so blurred, so out of focus lately. And then
Marianne realized her breathing was somewhat out of control as well-labored, heavy.
She straightened herself, trying to think of something to ask about his college.
"I suppose you've taken the maximum load of classes for your first year."
Jack's eyebrows raised at the word "load." Marianne blushed again, drawing her
fingernails over her thighs. When he got up, his eyes riveted on hers, the woman
thought it would best to retreat.
"I think I'll go to bed," she said, standing.
"Not alone."
"What?"
He caught her, his arms around her. Marianne froze, then struggled against her
nephew. It was useless. He was laughing at her now with his eyes, drawing her close.
Her cunt swelled open as she thought about how wrong and yet how right this was
going to be!


Chapter 7

"No, Jack! No, this is... is crazy! You don't know what you're doing!"
Her nephew stood there, his arms like two steel bands wrapped around her waist.
Marianne struggled, but felt her will weakening more and more. His fingers burned
through her clothing, his touch making her cunt swell open even more. She could feel
the juice seeping out, running maddeningly through her cuntal curls and down her
thighs.
"Angie..." she sighed.
"... is at Diane's house," Jack interrupted. "And, knowing girls they aren't going to stop
talking for a while – probably about me. I saw Diane staring at me all the time."
"You're used to women staring at you, aren't you?" Marianne said a little stiffly.
He shrugged, gathering the soft cotton material of her dress in his hand.
"Maybe so. But they know it's worth it."
"Oh, this is terrible! You don't know what you're doing. And neither do I. I'm old
enough to be your mother and you're... you're trying to make love to me and... and it's
oh so wrong!"
"Nothing wrong about feeling good, Marianne!"
Marianne noticed he had dropped the use of "aunt." She liked that. It made her feel
that much younger – and a bit sluttish as well.
"But..." "Come on. I know where your bedroom is."
"No, Jack, Jack..."
But he wasn't listening. She struggled again, this time beating her fists against his broad
chest. She could feel him against her, his chest rising and falling rapidly against hers.
His hands crawled over her ass now, shamelessly feeling her asscheeks. How her thighs
burned and her cunt puckered up, the tingling muscles shivering and itching awfully
while Jack kept on massaging her ass.
In a moment Marianne realized her blouse was unbuttoned enough for him to see her
tits. When she tried moving her hands up to cover herself, he knocked them playfully
away, dropping his head and sucking on the rounded tops of her tits. She let her head
hang back, feeling that tongue, that hot, wet tongue touching her. It was almost like
having Bodego licking her off again.
"Uhhhhh..."
Jack knew that groan was the last of her resistance. Marianne was won over, for better
or worse. She felt his one arm slip under her thighs, lifting her from the floor. She
looped both arms around his neck, resting her head against his upper chest. It was
wonderful, simply wonderful. The resistance she had initially felt disappeared.
They climbed the stairs, her feet banging against the wall at times, but Marianne didn't
care. All she cared about was this lusty male hefting her to her bedroom. There was
darkness, some light, and then the quiet dark of her bedroom and the sound of the
door swinging shut.
His mouth was teasing hers as he put her on the bed, opening her blouse completely.
Marianne lay quietly, listening to her heavy, uneven breathing. She could actually feel
her juices oozing from her cunt slit drop by drop, matting down her pussy hairs. Jack
seemed to fill the room with his body and she gasped, curling her fingers and letting the
nails bite into her palms. The action with Bodego had never, never been like this!
"And now..."
Her bra was gone! She lay there, her high-riding tits on her chest jiggling like pudding.
He passed one palm over her nipples, that touch making Marianne shiver and close her
eyes.
"I thought you were hot. But, man, you're something else – just about ready to burn up
my cock!"
"Cock... oh, that sounds wonderful – having a man say that to me," Marianne
admitted.
"Yeah, cock, prick, just what you need, Marianne!"
He had turned her over, forcing her onto her belly. Marianne turned her head to one
side, breathing in big gulps of air, feeling her lungs filling up with oxygen. He was
kissing up her back, licking her spine the way the dog had.
Only his tongue was more trained, more gentle, more directed somehow.
Hands were pushing her short black skirt up, fingers hooking over the waistband of her
panties. Marianne groaned, feeling the nylon crotch panel pulling stickily away from
her cunt. It was wonderful, incredibly wonderful. She gasped as the sheer nylon skinned
down over her plump asscheeks, past her knees, over her toes, gone! More fingers it
seemed fumbled with her skirt, pulling down the zipper.
"Pussy. I can smell that hot pussy from here," Jack said in a husky voice.
"You can?" she gasped as he pulled her skirt down.
Then she felt his fingers pressing just above each of her knees, forcing her legs apart,
spreading her inch by inch. Marianne groaned into the pillow, feeling as if she were
being split in two. The tops of her ankles were dangling over either side of her mattress
and she was naked, stark naked! She had been stripped naked by her own nephew who
was rutting on top of her, staring at her bare ass, thinking about how he was going to
fuck her.
"Ohhhhhh!"
His tongue began licking up and down her ass. Jack made crisscrossed patterns of spit
over her asscheeks, at times dipping the tip of his tongue into her asscrack. At the same
time he was pulling her asscheeks apart with both hands, kneading the soft, white,
resilient flesh. Without thinking, Marianne worked her hips in a soft, fucking motion.
It was hard, if not impossible for her to keep still. "Uhhhhhhh..."
"Like that tongue, uh? Like having my tongue fuck in and out of your ass?" "Fuck...
ass..." Marianne writhed on the bed, pumping her ass, feeling her cunt rubbing so
wonderfully against the bed. And Jack was eating out her asshole! Oh, how shamelessly
good it felt having his tongue worm its way into that tight little knot, his fingers
spreading her cheeks far apart while his tongue fucked into her asshole. She drew her
legs up a little, pressing her knees into the mattress.
"I... I can't breathe..."
She felt as if someone were strangling her. He kept on lapping at her asshole, pushing
his hands up, massaging her lower back. Marianne thought she would go mad! How
she wanted his tongue in her cunt! How she wanted something in her pussy. The
blonde felt her cheeks glowing red with lust as her nephew kept on sucking her ass,
wriggling his tongue back and forth.
"Oh, no, nooooo..."
Jack pulled up from her halved ass, wiping his chin and lips with the back of one hand.
Marianne lay there panting heavily, her fists still pushed into the pillow beneath her.
She couldn't believe what this young man was doing to her! He was her nephew, her
family! And yet there he was, making her feel more wild than she ever had before!
"Uhhhhhhh..."
He was turning her around, pushing her onto her back while stroking his fingers along
either side of her pussy. Marianne held her breath as he slid down deeper, tonguing her
navel.
"Oh, touch me there, touch me there with your tongue, oh please do it!"
It was so obscene! And yet it was something the woman needed desperately. Jack
realized this fact and smiled, staring up at her, then going back to her pussy. Marianne
felt the heavy juices of her cunt seeping from her cuntslit. And then... oh, and then he
was kissing her cuntal mound, pressing his lips against the hot, swollen meat and
tickling it with the tip of his tongue! Marianne went wild, snapping her head from left
to right while clawing her fingers at the top-sheet. Arching her back, the woman
pressed her head into the pillow while grunting in approval at Jack's technique.
He was teasing her, barely touching her, making her feel as if she would fly off the
mattress at any second. The tickling of his kisses were so much more delicate than the
rough tonguing of the German shepherd. Marianne grunted with delight, shifting her
ass from left to right, drinking in the hot/wet sensation of her nephew's tongue.
"Ohhhhhhhhh..."
Now he wasn't just kissing pussy, he was licking deep into her cunt, searching for
hotter places. Then Marianne felt him rimming the opening of her cunthole, the tip of
his tongue dipping in every now and then. Marianne stiffened with tension, feeling
another thrill blast through her. It nearly made her lose consciousness with its power.
"Oh, you don't know... oh God, Jack, this has to be a dream!"
He pulled away from her cunt once more, wiping his face with the back of one hand.
"No dream. It's the real thing. I've got enough experience in this to make you feel real
good."
Looking at his thick build, his handsome face, Marianne could well imagine just how
many co-eds he had fucked this way – and how many more would slip under his
tongue and cock! Just thinking about that made the woman burn with a more intense
heat. She raised her knees, drawing her legs up, up, up toward her jiggling tits. Jack
hummed something into her cunt, the vibrations shaking her bones.
Then he began sucking, sucking up the juices while his tongue lapped and licked into
her pussy. Marianne went wild again. She stiffened her body, jerking her cunt up into
his face and holding it there. He was in her all the way, his tongue stretching down as
far as it could go. Marianne knew this and let out a long, low moan. She thought she
would cum this way. It was all she could do to hold back, her body finally relaxing and
coming back to rest against the mattress.
"Uhhhhhhhhh..."
"That was wild. You're really ready to pop. Better relax a bit."
"No! No! I don't want to relax," Marianne countered, grabbing Jack by the hair and
pulling him back to her pussy.
She was a wild woman, wanting to have some satisfaction now. How her cunt burned!
It was as if someone had touched a burning cigarette to her clit and left it there! Juice
ran freely from her pussy, wetting down her cuntal hairs. She could smell herself and
knew Jack liked that smell. He had had his face buried in its source, his tongue lapping
it up. And she could tell the young stud still wanted more. "Want me to eat you again,
eh?" he chuckled.
There was the hint of a smile on his lips but Marianne didn't care. She knew he might
be laughing at her a bit but she couldn't hide her desire. She had been rutting
shamelessly before, why should she change now? Her breathing was out of control,
gaspy and shallow. She dropped her lids and nodded, rubbing the naked backs of her
legs against the mattress and staring lovingly up at her nephew.
"Okay, but we're gonna try something different. You're gonna like it, I think."
Something different? The thought made Marianne tremble. Jack had just rolled onto his
back. She didn't know how he wanted her to get. He was so strong, so sure of himself.
Jack reached over and moved his aunt around, guiding her. In a moment Marianne
found herself straddling his shoulders, her knees bent so her legs pointed back along his
body.
Glancing to one side the woman found she was staring at a reflection of herself and
Jack.
She sucked in a deep breath, staring at the full-length dressing mirror for some time. It
was erotic, highly so! There she was, sitting on top of him, his face so very close to her
burning cunt! His Levi's were sliding down now. He had opened them the moment she
had slipped onto his chest. And now... and now he was pushing them down.
She saw the white and red and blue striped elastic band of his cotton jockey shorts. A
few more pushes and – and his prick popped free! Marianne shivered, putting one
hand to her mouth in delighted surprise. He was so big and thick! Eight, maybe nine
inches from what Marianne could tell in the mirror. And he was going to fuck her with
that! His prick was way bigger than Bodego's – and even larger than her late husband's
cock! Marianne gasped with happiness, letting him guide her forward again.
"That's it. Now, you're gonna be doing some work."
He pulled her up, up, until Marianne found herself straddling his head. Her cunt was
peeled open by the tension of her parted thighs. He was touching her firm ass with
both sets of fingers. She felt them tracing the outer curves of her ass, then move in and
tickle the fine blonde hairs coating her asscheeks. When he was touching her asshole,
the woman stiffened, bringing her cunt directly over his mouth. Jack held her thighs,
bringing her down, down, until she heard her soppy cuntlips fitting tightly against his
chin. "Ohhhhhhh, God!"
Marianne was high, dizzy, going wild with her sexual arousal.
"That's the way, Marianne. That's the way! Come on, fuck yourself on my Goddamned
tongue."
She felt herself falling down some dark abyss. It was wonderful whirling around,
bouncing against her nephew's chin, feeling her tits slapping together, sliding against
her chest. It was a free sensation, a feeling that she liked more and more as the seconds
ticked by. Oh, the way he was loving her ass with his fingers! She liked the way he was
kneading them, rubbing them against one another, then tickling the inner curves of her
asscheeks with his fingertips. Marianne stretched forward, rocking her body against his
tongue, then moving back so he would have a better aim at her asshole. Those
wonderful, magic fingers against her asshole!
"Ohhhh, do it, touch me there, touch me all over, Jack!"
She was begging him, her thin arms braced on the mattress as Jack stroked her ass
again and again. His mouth was working as well, his front teeth cutting along the edges
of her inner cuntlabes. Marianne threw back her head and groaned. She didn't know
her nephew very well, he hadn't come here in years. And yet he was doing this to her.
She loved it, loved it all. And how his tongue searched back along her cuntal crack. She
felt it spearing into her cunt-slick, hard, pointed, like his prick.
"Oh, fuck me with it! Fuck me with it like that! Oh, it feels so good. I like it like that!"
Marianne thought she would come unglued! He was stabbing it in and out, in and out
while pressing his straight, Roman nose against her clit. The woman felt him tracing
her backbone, he small waist. More of her juices seeped out to wet his chin. She knew
she was practically drowning him in her fluids and the thought of that hurried her
along.
"Wow, Aunt Marianne, you're something else! You're fuckin' your brains out."
"I... I thought you said you weren't going to... ohhhh... call me Aunt..." "Sorry about
that. There's no way you're an 'aunt.' Man, you're wilder than most of the teeny
boppers I've been fuckin'."
"Uhhhhhhh!"
The compliment made Marianne go wild again. She was fucking his mouth. Oh yes,
yes, she was fucking his mouth, rocking her ass back and forth, feeling his fingers
touching her asshole while his tongue was wriggling inside her pussy. Back and forth,
back and forth, up and down, Marianne rode his tongue, feeling she would surely
collapse in a few more minutes if she didn't cum. She let her head hang between her
arms, plunging her ass around like a wild mare. Yes, a wild mare, fucking herself
against a stag!
"Uh... uh... uh!"
Marianne didn't know how long she'd be able to hold out. The gasps broke out from
her throat. Jack's fingers had sneaked under her. They were rubbing the hollows of her
thighs where her legs met her body. Marianne wanted him to finger her cunt while he
licked in. Jack seemed to guess this and suddenly he slipped two fingers together and
slipped them into her convulsing pussy.
"Uhhhhhhhhh!"
Marianne nearly went down on the bed. She had nearly lost it at that time. She paused
for a second, feeling those fingers twisting around and around, the nails scraping
against the moist, sensitive linings of her pussy. She was drooling, tossing her head
around, feeling her long blonde hair tangling around her throat. Oh no more, no more!
She just wasn't able to take any more of this without cumming. And yet he kept
fucking in and out, in and out with his closed fingers while sucking her clit between his
front teeth.
Marianne could hardly keep still enough for him to give her enough friction. When the
tickle became too much, she forced herself to quit bucking so Jack could eat her cunt
better. And all the time he worked those fingers into her body. He dug against her soft
cuntal lining, plowing his knuckles against the folds. She felt the suction of her body
trying to nurse his fingers as if they were a cock. Marianne knew she had no control
any longer. She was going to cum with a fury. The feverish, itching thrills were about to
explode in her thighs. That was when Jack pulled her away from his mouth and moved
her down.
"No, no, cum... cum!"
She couldn't even string together the most simple words to form a sentence. All
Marianne could do was blurt out what was about to happen to her pussy. Jack nodded
his head, guiding her down, down until she felt his cock brushing up against her cunt.
Marianne let out a sharp cry, her back stiffening, her legs clasping his body more
firmly.
"lip and down, that's how you're gonna fit that pussy onto my cock!"
He raised her up as if she were a puppet, his strong hands holding the woman steady.
Marianne felt something very hot, hard and stiff pressing against her outer labes,
already forcing its way through. Her cuntlips flattened back, the throbbing cockhead
picking up the slickness and sliding into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
It had been so long since a man had done something like this to her. Jack was still
holding her, letting her cunt settle down gently around his thick, rigid cock. She could
feel those juices seeping from her pussy even more, wetting down his prick.
"Oh, oh, it's sogoooooood! Oh Jack, I think I'm gonna die when you do this to me! Oh
God, God, you're fucking me and it's so good!"
Jack dragged his prick back a little, then shot it back into her cunthole once more.
Marianne thought he was splitting her apart. How her cuntal walls itched as they were
massaged by that fucking prickrod!
"Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!"
"Yeah, real good. And it's gonna feel even better when I cum inside you!" Marianne
babbled happily knowing that was exactly what she wanted.


Chapter 8

"Oh, I like this, I like it a lot!"
How nice it was to be on top. The slick, sucking noise of her cunt pulling up around
Jack's cock sent more shivers racing up and down her body.
"Good, hot pussy. That's what I dig, a good, hot cunt!" "Uhhhhhhh!"
Marianne could feel the frothing of her juices as Jack's cockhead pulled floods of it back
through the tight hole and out to run in steamy rivers down her asscrack.
"Oh Jack, Jack, it's so good, so good. You're gonna make me cum soon."
Oh, he was so good with his cock, with his fingers!
"Uhhhhh!"
And in this position Marianne found she could roll her ass around when she settled
herself down all the way onto his groin. And if she pushed back with all her weight, she
could just barely feel a pressure deep, deep inside. He was probably touching her down
all the way like that – opened and shoving up. A shock of realization made the woman
bounce her ass more frantically against his groin.
"Uhhhh, oh yeah, yeah, do it that way! Christ, you're something else, Marianne!"
He was pulling her down, down, kissing her lips while fucking up into her body. Her
tit tips tickled across his chest. Jack groaned as she gave him her tongue again, teasing
back when he sucked too hard. Her hips began to grind. She raised her body, rocking
forward until the cock-head was just inside the powerful ring of cuntal muscles. Careful
not to bear down too hard, Marianne made those muscles tighten. Jack moaned loud,
arching his spine up from the bed.
"Christ, where did you come from? Am I dreaming or something?" he gasped.
The question made the woman burn. Never, never had she gotten this kind of reaction
from a man. He was turning on to her as if she were the best fuck in the world and
maybe he was right. Maybe she was the best fuck he had ever had! The thought made
her burn with lust.
When her cuntal muscles were very tight around the shaft just behind the tip, Marianne
tossed her ass with wild moves. Jack went crazy, sounding as if he were being strangled.
Marianne gave a weak smile. She was strangling him, strangling his cock, feeling it
rummaging around inside her while she held onto it with her pussy.
"Christ! Christ! Goddamn it! That's the best feeling ever!"
"Oh Jack, Jack, I can't hold back. I'm gonna do it. Oh God, cummmmm!"
The rushing feelings couldn't be stopped, couldn't be denied. Marianne had put them
off as long as she could and now they were about to overwhelm her. Fucking...
fucking... it had been so long!
"Cummmmmmmmm!"
She shoved her teasing ass down, down over his stiff cock until she thought it would
come out of her mouth. Jack was crying out something but the roaring in her own ears
was drowning out his words. All she could think of now was the fat thing fucking in
and out of her cunthole and the feeling that she was about to blow apart. That whirling
golden knot in her belly was slipping again and she was about to make it, about to
climax! The thought, the action, everything combined to drive her out of her mind.
Marianne paused for a second, then jammed her ass down hard against Jack's balls.
"Yaghghxhghghghghh!" he bellowed.
Marianne thought the world had exploded in a white whirlwind of atomic ash, crashing
down into her cunt. She bit her lip until it bled, then shouted out again as another
powerful spasm shot through her pussy. It was wonderful, the best feeling in the whole
world! Marianne pranced her ass savagely up and down, feeling as if she were coming
unglued. It was a good feeling, the best! Her velvety cuntal surfaces stroked her
nephew's prick again and again and then she could feel the liquid fire of his jizz in her
pussy. Jack closed his eyes, shouting out filthy obscenities that pleased her. Oh, how she
loved his filthy mouth!
"Fuck it out, Marianne! Come on, you bitch, you slut! Man, fuck it out, get that pussy
down on my cock and fuck it. out!"
Marianne was doing just that. She could not have kept still if someone had roped her to
the bed with barbed wire. She came and came and came, feeling her will and strength
ebbing with each powerful orgasmic spasm.
"Uhhhhhhh... ohhhhhhh!"
An eternity had passed – or so it seemed – when Marianne awoke eons later with Jack
under her. She pushed the hair from her eyes, feeling a little guilty. After all, Jack was
her nephew and she had fucked him with the abandon of a wild whore! She was afraid
to speak, afraid to spoil the moments they had shared. Jack still had his eyes closed,
trying hard to regain his normal breathing pattern. Finally Marianne opened her
mouth.
"That was good, the best thing for me in a long time, Jack. Please don't spoil this by
saying something to your mother or Angie or..." Jack smiled, opening his eyes and
putting one finger to her lips. "I'm not the kind to fuck and tell. I'm not gonna spoil a
good thing. Besides, I don't do things like that."
Marianne sighed with relief. Thank goodness! She fell on top of him, holding him
tightly while working her ass gently back and forth over his flaccid cock. She would
have given anything to fuck him again right then!
"Uhhhhhh..." she sighed, tightening her pussy muscles around his prick.
"You know, you keep doing that and you're gonna make me hard again."
A few more minutes passed and Marianne felt his prick starting to jerk in her cumfilled cunt.
"Yeah, I think I could go another round. And... and I think we got time."
He twisted his head around, checking the bed-stand clock. Marianne didn't care any
longer – Angie could find them together. She had found something that made her feel
so good and she wasn't about to let it go, daughter or no daughter!
"But suck my cock. I want to feel your mouth on my cock. Come on, I sucked your
pussy. You can suck a little cockmeat for a while."
"But..."
Again Jack had his way. He was pulling her off him, sliding her up, up, until her cuntal
muscles slipped free of his cockhead. He held her there suspended in mid-air for a few
seconds, watching as the cum and cuntjuice dribbled from her pussyhole down her
thighs. Then, slowly, Jack lowered his aunt to the bed, wedging her between his knees.
Marianne liked being positioned there between her nephew's thighs, seeing his cock
growing. "Now, suck!"
His prick was stiff again, standing straight up from his crotch. Jack folded both hands
behind his head, grinning up at his aunt. Gingerly Marianne picked up his cock,
holding it around the base, feeling the power of his stiff, hard prickmeat through her
fingertips. It was awesome and she shivered, knowing full well how that thing had been
fucking her earlier.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Bending over, rocking forward on her heels, Marianne could smell her own pussy juices
on his cockmeat. Rather than repulse her, the odor triggered more excitement. She
stuck out her tongue, shoving it forward, letting it rest against the heavy, double-lobed
cockhead in front of her. Jack sighed, feeding her more of his prick-meat.
"That's good, real good," he hissed.
There was that wonderful buzzy sensation clouding over her senses, clouding them over
enough so she didn't hear the door opening behind her. Apparently Jack hadn't shut it
as well as he should have. While Marianne was busily licking her nephew's cock,
Bodego was creeping in, looking about, then fixing his eyes on the couple fucking one
another on the bed above him. He whimpered, wagging his tail slowly from side to side
as Marianne took in more of the young stud's prick.
"Oh yes, yesssss!" Jack moaned.
Jack was happy, feeding his aunt his cock-meat, shooting it up into her mouth.
Marianne backed down for a moment, holding his cock-head and rolling it lovingly
between her thumb and forefinger.
"Do many girls do this... for you?"
Jack shook his head. "Not many."
He groaned again, hunching his body up from the bed, hoping he would feel her wet
mouth closing on his prick. Marianne extended her tongue again, letting it rest against
those two lobes. Jack grunted with pleasure. No, not many did it for him and he would
remember this time forever. Marianne knew she had to make it good. She wanted to
have Jack coming back to visit her bed again and again. He would do that if he knew
she would give him something special.
"Uuuuuufffffff!"
It was when she started going down on his cockrod that the woman spotted her pet
ambling around the mattress. She stopped for a second, then continued down, fearing
what Bodego would do. He was standing there, his tail still wagging, his mouth open
with that tongue hanging out. She wanted to shout something at him, frighten him
away. But then again Marianne didn't want Jack suspecting something had been going
on between her and the dog.
"Suck it harder, harder!"
Marianne puckered her lips, sucking so hard her cheeks caved in. When she paused
again Jack opened his eyes, turning his head to see what was wrong.
"Hey, who let in the pooch?"
Marianne pulled up from his cock, wrinkling her forehead in obvious worry. "He must
have come in when you didn't close the door well," she said.
"Nice-looking dog. It's okay if he stays," Jack said, holding her by the arm as she
started climbing from the bed. "I don't want you wasting time throwing him out."
Staring warningly at the animal, Marianne went back to her cock-sucking. When
Marianne looked back at Jack's cock, she felt her heart about to jump from her chest. It
was so delicious sucking her nephew's prick. He was so handsome and so well-built!
She never thought physical things like that would have affected her so much but they
did. She let out another sob of delight, rocking forward, feeling her big tits swinging
out from her chest. She was so happy she could hardly breathe!
"Oh wow, yeah, yeah, just like that!"
Marianne was sitting on her haunches in front of him, watching Jack's body twist and
writhe as she administered her tongue to his cock. At first she thought she would get
used to it, to taste it a little. She had already made up her mind that tonight she would
do anything this man asked her. She would suck him until his cum boiled out into her
throat and then she would swallow it the way a good girl should. She felt so deliciously
naughty!
"Uhhhhhhhhh..."
Bodego whimpered from the corner of the room. Again Marianne shot him a warning
glance, bending down a little more. When she sucked hard, moving her tongue flatly
against the underside of his cock, Jack writhed in joy-agony. Marianne drew her tongue
down a little farther until it nearly covered half the underside of his cock.
"Yeah, oh yeah, suck it down!"
Marianne did her best to obey her nephew. She was on her hands and knees, bent
down over Jack's jutting cock. The swollen head was just inside her lips and she rubbed
them over the taut tip. She felt like fucking again so she tried to climb up on that long,
lean cock and lower her cunt over his cock.
But Jack wanted more of what she was doing and that made her want it twice as much.
In the position she'd taken, it was easy for her to bob her head up and down, letting the
spongy cockhead jab well down into her throat. Marianne found how to breathe in
rhythm, discovered the easy rise and fall that seemed to make Jack wriggle around and
swear. She closed her eyes. Oh, how she liked sucking that veined cock in and out of
her mouth. Her lips sucked around the flared head, her teeth playfully nicking it. Then
she plunged down to have it almost up to his balls, gagging slightly as the head touched
her tonsils.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
What was going on? Oh God, Bodego was up on the bed, nosing her ass, smelling her
hot, juicing cunt! She swatted back at him with one hand, feeling that old panic rising
quickly within her.
"That dog, that dog," Marianne said in answer to Jack's questioning eyes. "What about
him?"
Marianne swallowed hard, trying to think of some explanation that wouldn't give her
away. "He... he must smell your cum in me and "Hey, that's great. Let him sniff
around. I think it's hot!" "But..."
"Get down and suck my cock, Marianne. I wanna feel that mouth and tongue. God, it's
so good!"
Marianne gave Bodego another warning look, then bent down to service her nephew
once more. With a moan she drooped her head down as a hot feeling washed over her.
Bodego had ignored her warning looks, her shaking fingers. He moved up, working her
hot cuntlips apart with his rough tongue. Her lips went slack against his prick as a
powerful feeling of goodness burned into her cunt. She was frantic with the fear of
discovery. Sniffing was one thing but licking was another. And the sloppy noises of the
dog's maw against her pussy wouldn't go unnoticed for long. She hit at the dog again.
Jack pulled her away from his cock, looking curiously at her, and then at Bodego.
"Hey, what's going on?"
"I'm so embarrassed... this awful, awful dog..."
"I don't blame him. You smell good. He likes it."
"But I'm not a dog. I'm not... oh, it's so awful!"
Jack laughed, shaking his head. "Come on. Let him smell around, lick you, fuck you. I
think it's great!"
Marianne marveled at her nephew's understanding. The younger generation, they were
generous as they were selfish. Bodego was growling with pleasure as he wet the backs of
her thighs, moving up to her asscheeks and finally to her puffy, slick-coated cuntal
crack. Jack was lying back down, nodding at Marianne to continue. She turned her
head so she could gently bite the side of the fat cockshaft, tickling the hardness with
her tongue until Jack fought the bed with passion.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
"That's it, baby, that's it, Marianne, lick it, suck it down while the pooch over there's
licking you out."
Marianne let her head fall heavily over the fat cockshaft. When the purple crown
gouged her tonsils again, she swallowed, feeling her cheeks caressing his cock. Jack
sounded as if someone were pulling his arms off. The dog wallowed his black nose up
against her cunt, licking down, driving his tongue in wild lapping frenzies over her
opened cunt. It was wild, wonderful having a cock in her mouth while that tongue was
licking into her pussy.
"Jesus Christ, gonna shoot pretty fuckin' soon if you keep that up."
"The dog, he's going to... oh, Jack, I think he's going to try to fuck me!"
"Yeah? That's great! Let him."
"What?"
Bodego's mouth was gone and she felt him back away, then take her right asscheek
between his jaws and shake it. The pull of the flesh, the strain of it against her clit
seemed to be pushing her up to the cliff's edge. She struggled to keep her
concentration, to keep sucking hungrily at the hard cock now jabbing halfway into her
mouth. Hot dribbles of Jack's pre-cum seeped down her throat.
Jack was shoving his hips up frantically, his fingers tearing at her hair but Marianne
didn't care. What she knew now was that while Jack was fucking her throat, Bodego
was getting ready to fuck her cunt. She felt him climbing on top of her – unsure at first
because of the man beneath her. But, gaining confidence quickly, the big German
shepherd slid forward easily, assuming the familiar position of fucking. He gripped her
belly firmly and flattened his head between her shoulder blades. His tail straight out,
Bodego jabbed his cock around several times before the pointy red head found its
target.
"Uhhhhh!" Marianne stiffened, her mouth tightening around Jack's cock. "He in?" the
young man asked. "Uh-huh."
It had begun – a double fuck, a man and a dog, and how marvelous it was!


Chapter 9

"Fuck 'er, pooch. Yeah, give it to her good. Man, I can feel him fuckin' you while
you're sucking me off," Jack groaned.
"Zmffmfmfmfmfffff!"
Marianne rocked back on the animal's prick, feeling all the knobs rubbing against her
clit. It was so wonderful, beyond her wildest dreams. Fucked at both ends! Jack was
slowing down, purposely holding back while watching the animal mounting her. She
could feel Bodego tightening his grip, his forelegs sliding back and forth against her
chest, his claws scratching her flesh.
"Uh! Uhhfff! Uhhhffff!"
Marianne tightened her lips around her nephew's cock, licking her tongue up and
down, spittle frothing around the corners of her lips. She wagged her ass, perspiration
flowing down her tits and leaving long wet rivers on her swinging tits. Bodego was so
heavy, so furry and warm against her flesh! And that cock! How it fucked her cunt,
driving in and out, his fuzzy little balls pillowing out against her pussy.
She could feel his hind legs pattering around behind her as he fought for a better
balanced position. He was back to fucking her hard again, his prick hammering at her,
the bumps on his cock stretching her pussy while Jack pounded the mattress violently.
She loved having a sex-crazed man under her and a wild animal fucking her at the
other end!
"Ohhhh, man, man, gonna shoot right into your Goddamned mouth, baby!"
Jack shot his thighs up, banging his cockhead against the roof of her mouth. He was
making funny noises in his throat and his chest and gut were hard.
"Ohhhhhfffff!"
It was the taste that came first. Marianne felt no spurt as she thought she might. It was
a subtle, flat taste that told her a tiny drop of cum had squeezed up the throbbing tube
of his cock. Gingerly Marianne brushed the piss-slit with her flattened tongue. Another
droplet formed, grew slimy, and filled her mouth with the strange new taste.
Instinctively, Marianne curved her tongue into a trough and shoved it back and forth
against the underside of his prick.
"Ohhhhh, man!"
That was all Jack needed. Arching his back, pounding his fists and swearing like a
maniac, he shivered under her touch. A steamy jolt of cum shot into her mouth,
splattering against the back of her throat. Marianne gulped it down, swallowing hard.
There was only delight in her mind as she took the next spurt and the next until Jack
had filled her mouth with his spunk. She coughed, a froth of jizz and spittle oozing out
from around her lips and running down onto his cockhairs.
"Umfmmfmmfmfffffff!"
She coughed again, trying desperately to keep up with the shooting of Jack's cock. He
had his hands fanned around her head, holding her down, pressing her nose flat against
his groin. Once or twice Marianne tried to jerk her head up to catch some air but she
couldn't move. He had her where he wanted her – mouth down, tongue against his
prickrod.
"Man, that pooch cummin' yet?" he gasped.
Marianne felt the stroking behind her become more and more furious. Bodego was
holding on for dear life, especially when he heard his mistress coughing so
mysteriously. He stopped moving for a moment, then shot his cock in faster. Marianne
cried out as her clit burst into a glorious explosion of lusty spasms. She was cumming
and cumming hard!
"Unfnnfnfnfnnfffff!"
"Man, oh man, bitch, go for it! Come on, go for it. He's doin' a good job fuckin' you!"
Marianne pranced her ass madly for more cockmeat – doggie cockmeat. She wanted to
be really stretched to the max. Bodego did his best, driving in his prick, then holding it
all the way up her cunt. She groaned, feeling those splatters of his jizz hit the sides of
her cuntal walls. How her pussy muscles cramped, cinching down on his cockrod,
holding it there, milking it while more and more of his spunk shot out.
"Uhhfhhfhfhhfhhfff!"
And then it was over. Marianne stretched her arms out in front of her, supporting her
body while the dog climbed off of her. Jack was regaining his breathing, stroking the
sides of her head while still keeping his prick in her mouth. Marianne finally slipped
her lips off that cock, smacking them, feeling so satisfied, so fulfilled! She lay next to
him, kissing his chest, feeling the doggie spunk oozing from her cuntslit and loving it.
'"I-I hope you don't think less of me. I mean, because of Bodego and all. I don't do it
that often with him. Just when I'm... well, lonely," Marianne said defensively, loving the
feel of Jack's hard-muscled body next to hers.
"Hey, I said I thought it was great. I wanna get it on again – just the two of us or the
pooch, whatever you want."
"You do? Oh that would be wonderful! But we have to be careful about Angie. She
wouldn't understand and I don't want a scene."
Jack laughed, shaking his head. "Don't worry about her. I'll be careful."
They lay together for nearly a half hour, Marianne finally breaking away, worried that
Angie might come home and suspect anything. Jack grumbled something, then slipped
out of bed, padding into the shower.
"I'm gonna take a walk outside, Marianne – Aunt Marianne," he corrected himself as
he came out, toweling off his body then scooping up his T-shirt and Levi's. "Got to be
careful with Angie coming back."
Marianne smiled weakly, nodding her head. She would have to be careful too. But the
risk was worth it. All she had to do was think about Jack, about how he felt, and all the
risk seemed to melt away.
Outside, several blocks away, Angie strolled toward home, watching her shadow pass
slowly over the sidewalk cracks. She had had a long talk with Diane about fucking guys
and dogs and all that, and the more Diane talked about her cousin Jack, the more
Angie saw Jack in a different Light. She didn't tell Diane, of course, but now she felt
her pulse quicken just a bit when she pictured the stud standing in front of her. How
dumb she'd been to give him the cold shoulder!
"Ohhhhh!"
Turning into the drive, she saw her mother's bedroom light on. Angie stopped, looking
up at the lighted window. How she wished she could be as cool and calm as her
mother, not worrying about fucking and guys and all that. There was no fun but
neither was there the anxiety and frustration that came with sex. Sighing, the blonde
teen moved into the shadows, unaware of something stalking her. It was only when
Angie reached the small rock garden at the rear of the sprawling house that she realized
someone was behind her.
"Wh-who's there?" she whispered, turning to look behind herself.
Angie looked for the doorway, ready to make a run for it when Bodego trotted out from
the shadows. Angie sighed with relief, glad it had not been a thief or something. It was
only then she realized just how hot her little cunt was. She could feel it growing wet,
the muscles throbbing. Her cousin was on her mind, her cousin Jack, and just thinking
about him had gotten her so hot. When she remembered that bulge of meat pressing
out against the fly of his Levi's, her cunt tightened.
Bodego could smell her now and she knew it. She could tell he was interested by – the
way he was nuzzling her tits. Angie looked up at her mother's room. There was no way
she would take the dog in the house and up to her room, not with her mother still
awake. But out here "Here, Bodego."
Bodego followed the young girl away from the house, past the north rim of the rock
garden to a cluster of tall bushes that bordered the next door property. Angie felt her
breath quickening, her mind feeling more spacy than ever. It was just the thought she
would be doing something like this with the dog right there in the open, right under
her mother's window. But she was sure no one would spot them.
Crawling into the bushes and then sitting down, Angie pulled her skirt up a bit and slid
her panties over her thighs. The silken rub of the material over her flesh made the
young teen tremble. It was a wild, wonderful feeling to strip herself like that! Laying
her panties carefully to one side, Angie hiked up her skirt and lay back.
Bodego didn't wait. He moved forward fast, swiping his tongue between her asscheeks,
then onto her cuntal slit. Angie gasped from the wet friction as he dug in deep enough
to rake her clit.
"Bodegooooooo! Oh, oh, what's happening to me? You beautiful, beautiful dog!"
Angie was humping back, loving the way the animal was nuzzling against her thighs. A
dog was eating her cunt! And oh, oh, how that sloppy tongue brought the exciting heat
higher and higher in her cunt. It was so hot, so silky smooth against her pussylips!
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Angie fell back, whimpering through her nostrils. Having the animal doing this to her,
touching her like this, licking her like this was the best, most wonderful thing in the
world! Angie choked with emotion, trying to get air back in her lungs. Bodego was
making funny noises as he plowed her cuntlips open and feasted on the hot juices. It
was so crazy, so damned good! She reached forward and touched his ears, his perky,
furred dog ears. His long muzzle opened! The white-fanged fury of his licking attack –
it all was so wonderful!
"Uhhhhhhh, oh yes, doggie, eat it out, lick me, lick me good!"
Angie was careful to whisper, keeping her voice down as she heard a car pass by. She
kicked out one leg, banging the ankle against a bush. Her ass moved over the ground,
the blades of grass tickling her asshole. Angie opened herself up, loving the rough
wetness of his nose against her clit. The dog knew what that little nub of flesh was. His
sloppy, licking rape told her that. Angie lay there on the cool grass, her arms out as if
she were waiting to be crucified. And there was Bodego, resting on his belly between
her knees and eating her pussy.
"Uhhhhhhh..."
Angie raised her knees slightly, feeling almost like a dog herself. It was impossible for
her to speak, she thought. There were only moans and loud gasps that told the animal
just how she felt.
"Oh, ohhhhhh, do it, do it!"
Angie realized she was clenching the grass to her sides, pulling it by its roots from the
lawn. Bodego was growing wilder, bolder with each passing second. Without any
warning he started licking her belly, then up to her tits. Angie moved her hips up and
down, fucking the big dog's maw. She would let him do it again, oh yes, she would let
the animal fuck her pussy and make her feel good. And then, all the while she would be
thinking of her cousin Jack.
Noises! Someone was out there! Angie fought through the red fog that had settled over
her brain and tried peering through the thick leaves. At first the girl couldn't see
anyone and decided it might have been the wind rustling the leaves. Then she saw a
figure silhouetted against the white clapboard of the house. In a flash she knew who it
was – Jack!
He was outside having a cigarette, leaning against the wall and looking up at the half
moon. If he saw her here, like this, with the dog... Angie didn't even want to think
about it. And there was Bodego, still growling, still eating her cunt. Angie felt the
muscles in her ass cramp with tension. She had been giving the dog all her cunt, every
hidden hollow of it, and now he wanted more.
"No, not now, Bodego! Wait!"
But the excited German shepherd couldn't understand her sudden reluctance. He
growled, tonguing deeper, then biting her when she refused to go along with him.
"What's going on in here?" Jack called, looking concerned.
He was coming over! Desperately Angie tried shoving the dog away, reaching for her
panties. But Jack had pushed away the branches before she could escape and in a few
seconds she found herself staring into the bemused eyes of her cousin while Bodego still
lapped into her cunt.


Chapter 10

"The whole damned family," Jack muttered, scratching his chin. "What?"
"Nothing. What's going on?"
Angie tried pushing Bodego away but he still lay there, licking his chops. His attention
was now directly on Jack.
"You don't want me tellin' on you, do you?"
Angie dropped her eyes, shaking her head violently from right to left. She felt her
cheeks burning with incredible shame. She had been caught doing this, and caught by
her own cousin! What was worse, she had been hoping to make some kind of positive
impression on Jack. What could he think of her now?
"Then come on. I think we can work this out – all three of us."
What was he talking about? Angie grabbed her panties, scrambling to her feet while her
cousin Jack held the branches apart for her. Bodego followed them sullenly, growling
deep in his throat now and then.
"That's okay, pooch. Don't worry about it."
Angie wanted to die every step of the way. For a moment she thought Jack was going to
march her straight into the house and tell her mother what he had discovered. But they
bypassed the front door and went around the south side. Angie could see the neighbors
watching television through one window and she envied them. Jack kept walking,
leading her through another small garden on the other side of the garage.
"In here."
Jack opened the side door, stepping back as both Angie and Bodego walked in. She
nearly jumped from her skin as he slammed the door, locking it securely then
motioning for her to take off her clothes. "In here?"
Jack nodded at an old couch as he crossed his arms and pulled off his sweaty, damp Tshirt.
"What... what are you gonna do?"
"Fuck you. And then let the dog take over and fuck you," Jack said simply, folding his
shirt over the hood of her mother's blue Dodge.
"We can't fuck..." she whispered.
"Yes we can."
Jack moved up to her, pushing her back onto the sofa and then jerking her legs back
while gathering her small skirt and pushing it up to her waist. He lowered his head
quickly between her thighs.
"Oh!"
Angie twitched. The suddenness of it, the invasion of his tongue into her cunt made the
girl almost go into shock. It was the first time, the very first time a guy had done
something to her like this. Of course the dog had licked her cunt but there was
something different about having her cousin sucking her off like this.
She stretched both arms out, pushing her hands against his forehead, but Jack was
sliding in deeper. His lips smoothed teasingly against her inner cuntlips, his teeth
gouging against them too. In and out, in and out that tongue went! How could he do it
so deep? Angie wondered. It was far more trained, far more exciting than Bodego's
tonguing. She was being fucked with that tongue until she thought she would cum
right there in his mouth!
"You move your ass real nice," Jack sighed.
He smoothed his fingers over her ass, pinching her at times, then letting one finger
stray back, back, back toward her asshole. Angie felt the squishy folds of her pussy
convulsing at that Light, teasing touch. And then... and then Jack was kissing up her
belly, finally mouthing her tits. She could smell her cunt on his cheeks. How he sucked
her nipples now, biting them, then sucking the tiny nubs between the slight gap of his
front teeth.
"Oh, oh, ohhhh!"
Angie rolled her head against the back of the old sofa, catching sight of Bodego. He was
sitting there, watching her intently, his tail swishing back and forth every now and
then. It was obvious the dog was waiting for a signal, a command to come over and join
in.
"Oh, no, don't!" Angie cried.
Jack was taking off the rest of her clothes, unbuttoning her blouse, unfastening her bra
and finally pulling down her skirt until Angie was completely naked. Her body almost
glowed there in the dim garage Light.
The teen felt as if she were burning up from the inside. Jack was fiddling with his
trousers, pulling down his zipper after having pulled off his black boots and socks.
There was a jingling sound and then the sound of material rubbing over skin. Glancing
up, Angie saw that large cock swinging free between her cousin's legs. She stiffened
pushing him away.
"No, don't! You'll kill me with that! I'm a virgin. Please, don't fuck me with that."
"It's all I got. Besides, better to lose your virginity to a man than to a dog!"
He had his hands around her shoulders, pinning the girl down. Angie struggled, but it
was useless. She could feel that hot, hard cockhead pressing up against her pussy,
flattening back the outer labes, picking up the slickness of her juices and sliding in.
Angie trembled, her eyes rolling up as she felt her insides stretching around the
invading cock.
Jack was way bigger than Bodego, much bigger. Her cunt was stretching wide, the ring
of muscles tightening, relaxing, then tightening again. Jack grunted and pulled back.
Then he shot forward again, his cockhead finally reaching its target.
"No, uhhh, no, no, don't!" she cried.
Angie pushed both hands against his chest, jerking her head back and beating his
kidneys with the balls of her feet. She wanted to keep his prick from tearing through
her cherry but it was no use. Jack shot his hips back one more time, then snapped them
forward. Angie felt her cherry ripping easily, no match for her cousin's hard, hot prick.
"Aghghghhghhhhhhh!"
A thousand burning knives couldn't have been as painful to Angie as that one moment.
She arched her back, letting out a scream that ended in a moan of defeat. Then she
went limp in her cousin's arms, feeling the world spinning into darkness around her.
"Hey, hey, you all right?"
Angie heard the voice above her. She blinked away the few hot tears in her eyes, staring
up into her cousin's face. He was so handsome! And he was fucking her, his cock
rodding her, stretching her apart, buried all the way inside her now. He gave his cock a
few more thrusts, making her hunch back.
"Yeah, you're all right. Anybody who can fuck back after that's okay. You're a woman
now, baby, and one hell of a woman, I can tell you that!"
Angie squirmed under his touch as Jack reached around behind her ass and tickled the
area between her pussy and asshole. She like that feeling. It was so naughty having a
man touch her there! Angie rolled her ass back, feeling the weight of her body on her
shoulders. She tightened her thighs around Jack, hugging him, feeling him pulling out
then snapping his thighs and fucking his cock into her pussy. "Uhhhhhhh!"
The pain was gone and the fear had vanished. Now there were only good sensations
coming from the constant hard fucking. In the background she heard Bodego
whimpering and growling.
"The pooch wants in on the act." Jack grunted, shaking the sweat off his face. "He's
gonna have to wait a while."
"Ohhhhhh..."
Angie's groans sent shivers up and down Jack's spine. He fucked down harder, his body
making hers shake with his fucking weight. The sound of his cock squishing through
her cunt-meat filled the room. Angie felt herself growing hotter and hotter, her body
ready to explode. Floods of cunt juice squirted from her pussy, spraying her cousin's
balls again and again.
"Man, oh man!"
Jack stiffened for a moment, then dropped his head and took one tit in his mouth. He
roughed up the tender nipple, biting down while fucking hard. Angie went crazy. Her
clit was pulled tightly down each time he fucked deep into her cunt. And then, just as
her belly filled with that fat cockmeat, Jack bit down around her nipple. The girl
babbled and jerked her wrists around his neck. Grinding her hips around wildly, Angie
tried to work herself up into that cum. It would be sooooo good having him cum with
her!
"Jack, oh God, you're so goooooooood!"
When her cousin held his cock just inside her convulsing cuntal folds, Angie felt her
body quivering all over in a strange way. Her ass was just hanging there and trembling,
waiting for that long cock knob to be speared into her cunt again. She cried and twisted
her hips from one side to the other. Jack responded by raking pure pleasure from her
cuntlips. Her clit was swollen, pulsing and hot. It throbbed with a sharp, burning tickle
that snapped cries of lust from the girl.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
"Over here, Bodego, over here!" Jack called. The dog moved quickly, trotting to the
prone girl. Jack moved the dog around until his hind legs straddled Angie's head.
The girl was beyond anything called rational thought. Looking up she saw that doggie
cock dangling directly over her. Then she saw Jack was forcing the animal's thighs
down.
"Suck it, baby, suck his cock! Go on and make the pooch feel fine!"
It was sick, degrading – and something Angie couldn't resist. She opened her mouth,
taking that long, knobby red cock between her lips and sucked it hard. The animal
howled, his tail brushing over her face while Jack fucked down hard and fast. She had
never thought about sucking his cock and there she was, sucking away. Bodego was
howling, pumping his doggie hips back and forth, his prick nearly slipping from her
mouth twice. He knew where the satisfaction was, however, and he was careful not to
bolt while Angie sucked his cock.
"Christ, baby! You're suckin' his prick while I'm pumping you up! Man, this is
something else!"
Angie's cheeks puffed out while she felt the slick, red, bumpy dog-cock slide quickly in
and out, in and out of her mouth. Just when she heard her cousin shouting out
something, Angie felt the steady bleachy spray of her dog's cum spatter against her
throat.
"Mmfmmfmfffffff!"
Bodego howled again, keeping his furred groin pressed against her lips while Jack shot
into Angie's cunt again and again. The girl herself went crazy with yelping fits of
delight as the final excruciating flames of cum engulfed her. A core of white-hot joy
exploded over her head.
Oh, oh, it was so good, good very good! Bodego was fucking her mouth while cousin
Jack fucked her cunt. She had crossed a line now, one she could never go back over.
And how good it had been!
The dog quickly left her face, shaking himself, then trotting over behind the car. Jack
reached over to his Levi's, pulling out a white kerchief and wiping Angie's dog-cummy
mouth.
"Wow, that was one hell of a show you put on, Angie!" Jack said, smiling down at her.
"I... I never thought I could go this far. I mean, with you and the dog... and I don't
know, it seems so weird still," she said, lowering her eyes and blushing.
"Hey! As long as it feels good, do it. You know? In fact, I think I could try some of that
cock-sucking you gave to the dog. Looked pretty good to me."
Angie burned at the thought. "Maybe a little later," she said coyly.
"Later?" Jack threw his head back and laughed, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat.
"You're hot to trot right now. Okay, a few more minutes. But man, I'm feeling stiff
right now."
It was true. Angie could feel his cock twitching around inside her cunt. How delicious it
was having someone like her cousin here! And to think she had thought he would be a
drag! Her mother had been right. And with the dog... Angie smiled to herself. It was
going to be a wonderful, wonderful time – and maybe mother would enjoy it too!


THE END
