﻿PB-362 Rammed, Crammed Sister
by David Crane


FOREWORD

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath 
a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, take on all comers, male and 
female alike. The man, who during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on 
stage and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who 
surreptitiously join the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Belinda Grey is an outwardly proper and quite normal girl. But within her lurk 
perverse passions of which she is not even aware, passions awaiting only for the 
proper stimulus to arouse them.
RAMMED, CRAMMED SISTER – a fictional story about a rural society that refuses 
to face many of its real problems.
The Publisher

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CHAPTER ONE

“Gee–look at that dog’s prick!”
When Belinda Grey said that, her friend, Maryanne, blinked in surprise, then 
blushed. The two teenagers were sitting on Maryanne’s bed, listening to records. 
They often stopped at Maryanne’s after school because both of her parents worked 
and there was no one to complain about how loud they played their records.
Maryanne’s doggy, a big, shaggy Alsatian named Bruno, had just wandered into the 
bedroom and, by curling up on his flank in the corner, revealed the massive cock 
that had inspired saucy little Belinda’s exclamation.
Both girls were sexy and nubile. Belinda was a blonde with short, curly hair and 
blue eyes. Maryanne had long, raven-dark hair that she wore long and so straight 
it looked as if she had ironed it. Her brown eyes were slightly tilted and her 
mouth was full in an exotic fashion. The girls were both bouncy and curvaceous, 
with pert, thrusting tits and tight, heart-shaping asses. Both girls were very 
popular with the boys at school and they usually talked about those boys while 
the record player blared away. Neither girl was shy or modest in such 
conversation and they had often speculated on which boys had the biggest pricks. 
But neither of them had mentioned dog cock before and Maryanne was shocked by 
her girlfriend’s bold comment.
Bruno raised his head slightly and stared at the girls, as if aware that he was 
the subject of their interest. The dog didn’t have a hard-on, but, even soft, 
his fat stalk was a formidable looking cock and his scumbags were as big as 
melons at the root of that coiled prick.
“It’s huge!” Belinda squealed.
Maryanne grinned, still tinged by a rosy blush. She, too, stared at Bruno. The 
sight of the dumb brute’s prick, plus the naughtiness of mentioning it, started 
to get both sexy little nymphettes excited, just as talking about handsome, 
virile boys did–but even more so, precisely because it was so naughty. Things 
were always more exciting when they were taboo.
As they got excited, their cunts began to dampen and simmer deliciously–and 
Bruno noticed. A puzzled look came into his big, amber eyes. He sniffed, black 
nostrils flaring. He turned his shaggy head from side to side, as if wondering 
where the bitch in heat was hiding.
“You ever fool around with him?” Belinda asked, with an impish grin.
“What do you mean?” Maryanne asked, playing dumb, knowing full well what Belinda 
meant.
“You know–touch his cock and things?”
“Of course not!” Maryanne replied, lowering her eyes and blushing a deeper 
shade.
“I just wondered,” Belinda said. “I mean, it’s such a nice big cock. We both 
like to play with guy’s pricks, right? So I just wondered–“
“But he’s a dog!” Maryanne protested.
“So what?” Belinda said, with a shrug. She giggled. “A cock is a cock, ain’t 
it?” She glanced at Bruno again. “His balls are real big, too. I wonder if doggy 
cum is the same as boy’s cum?”
“Oh, you really are wicked!” Maryanne cried, laughing and tossing her head, dark 
hair cascading across her cheeks. Then she looked more serious. “You’re just 
joking, though, ain’t you, Belinda? I mean–you wouldn’t really play with a dog’s 
prick, would you?”
“Well, I never have,” Belinda said. “But then, I don’t have a doggy. Who knows?”
“Are you serious?” Maryanne squealed, really enjoying this risque conversation, 
despite her blushing.
“I guess so,” Belinda said. “Like I said, I never fooled around with a doggy. 
But–” she paused, giving her friend a speculative look. “But I’ve thought about 
it sometimes. Sort of a fantasy, you know? Like when you’re giving yourself a 
handjob and you make believe it’s some good looking guy’s prick, instead of just 
your own fingers? Well, sometimes I make believe it’s a doggy. Not only dogs, 
either. I think about all sorts of horny animals when I’m frigging off.”
Maryanne stared at Belinda in amazement–and fascination. She knew her blonde 
friend was pretty naughty, but she had never known she was this naughty. She 
wasn’t shocked or disgusted, however. Far from it–she was really getting turned 
on by the other girl’s depraved confessions.
“My uncle down the road keeps a goat,” Maryanne said. “A billy goat,” she added, 
eyelashes fluttering. Both girls giggled at the thought.
“A goat? Gee–I never made believe I was getting screwed by no fucking goat!” 
Belinda cried, in mock indignity, and they both laughed again. But their 
laughter wasn’t strictly from amusement now. The sound was strained and both 
girls were breathing heavily.
“Do you frig off a lot?” Maryanne asked, averting her gaze as she did so.
“Hell, yes. Once a day, at least–when I haven’t got some guy to do it for me, 
that is.”
“I do it a lot, too,” Maryanne admitted. Her inhibitions were fading away now, 
melting in the heat of her arousal. She was getting in the mood. “Gee–this is 
getting me hot. If you weren’t here. I’d finger-fuck myself right now! I’d make 
my pussy cream!”
“Don’t let me stop you,” Belinda said.
“Oh! I’d be too embarrassed to do it right in front of you,” Maryanne protested.
“Yeah? Suppose I frig myself, too? We wouldn’t have to be embarrassed if we both 
do it, right?”
“I-I guess not,” Maryanne murmured.
“Yeah! Shit! Let’s do it!” cried Belinda, enthusiastic about the idea. “Let’s 
take all our clothes off and look at each other–and at the dog’s cock–while we 
make ourselves cream, okay?”
Maryanne hesitated, then grinned and nodded. Frigging off together wasn’t really 
very wicked, she told herself. It wasn’t really any worse than doing it alone. 
But, somehow, it was a lot more exciting!
Belinda didn’t hesitate. As soon as her friend nodded her agreement, the bouncy 
blonde jumped up from the bed and began to get undressed. She unbuttoned her 
blouse down the back and let it slide from her shoulders. Maryanne, still 
sitting on the bed and not beginning to strip, stared at her friend’s tits, 
trying not to look as interested as she felt. Neither of the girls were 
lesbians, since they both liked boys, but it was still exciting to look at 
another girl’s body and, sometimes, to fantasize about the naughty things that 
two girls could do to each other, dykes or not.
Belinda’s tits were firm and smooth, rolling together into a deep cleavage where 
the mounds met and capped by stiff pink tips that stood out from the areolas 
like little fleshy rockets ready to be launched.
Staring at those delectable-looking tits, Maryanne felt her mouth begin to 
water.
Belinda gazed back at the dark-haired beauty, aware of Maryanne’s interest and 
enjoying having those interested eyes staring at her naked tits. Her nipples 
rippled, as if caressed by Maryanne’s vision.
Belinda arched her back, thrusting her tits toward the other girl, invitingly. 
There was a challenging look in her bold blue eyes.
“Like my boobs?” she asked.
“They’re nice,” Maryanne whispered.
Belinda unfastened her short skirt and let it drop to the floor, stepping out of 
it. She was wearing a pair of tiny bikini panties, a mere wisp of silk drawn 
tightly across her nubile loins and dragged into the vee of her crotch. Maryanne 
could see that the crotchband of those panties was soaking wet, that a wisp of 
cunthair was curling out from the narrow silken strip of the leghole.
Belinda pushed her trim belly out, her hips shifting, her thighs slightly 
parted. She was smiling, her pretty face radiant with excitement. Maryanne’s 
gaze dropped from Belinda’s tits to her crotch. Her mouth was watering more than 
ever, to her surprise. She wasn’t a lesbian, so why on earth should she be 
drooling over Belinda’s wet cunt?
The dog was drooling, too.
The girls were looking at each other now, caught up in their exhibitionism, and 
they had forgotten all about the beast that had got the scene started to begin 
with.
But Bruno was staring at the teenagers with great interest. The fragrance of hot 
pussy wafted across the bedroom and tingled his sensitive nostrils. His long, 
wet tongue lolled from the side of his jaw, doggy slobber dripping onto the 
floor. He sniffed and whimpered softly. His gigantic prick began to ripple and 
swell. The doggy was confused, having never had sex with a human, but he was 
very much aware of his growing cock.
Belinda tucked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and began to tug them 
down over her ass and hips, squirming as she did so. Her golden triangle slid 
into view, a tangled slice of blonde curls spread out on her flat belly. She 
drew the panties down her thighs and raised one knee to remove them from her 
foot. As she did so, she exposed her naked cunt to Maryanne’s intrigued gaze–as 
the little minx full well knew.
Belinda’s pussy lips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy, pink flower, 
streaked with the dew of her desire. The inner folds of her cunthole were 
creamy, the juice frothy on the darker inner flesh, and her love button stood 
out, stiff and trembling.
Belinda removed her panties very slowly, keeping her knee up longer than was 
necessary. Then she tossed them aside. The sodden panties fluttered to the floor 
like a butterfly with damp wings. Bruno inhaled the aroma drifting from them and 
whined with ever increasing urgency.
“Ooooh–you’re so wet,” Maryanne quavered.
“I’ll bet you are, too.” Belinda replied. “C’mon, take your clothes off, 
Maryanne. Let me look at you, too. Ooooh, this is gonna be fun!”
Maryanne was not quite as brazen as Belinda, but she was more than willing now. 
She pulled her tee shirt off over her head, her tits swinging free. Like the 
blonde girl, Maryanne had firm, rounded tits, peaked by hard, swollen nipples. 
Sitting on the edge of the bed, her slim back arched, she thrust her tits 
proudly out, blushing and looked shy, but flushed, too, with desire.
Belinda cupped her own tits in both hands, lifted the globs and pushed them 
together, deepening the cleavage. As she kneaded the firm tit mounds, her thumbs 
switched back and forth against the taut tips.
“Ummmmm,” Belinda moaned.
Maryanne stood up and dropped her skirt. Her panties were tiny, too, and sodden 
at the crotch. She tugged them down, facing Belinda as she did so, eager to feel 
the blonde girl’s eyes upon her crotch. If Belinda’s cunt bush was like a 
sun-lighted forest, with her golden curls, Maryanne’s was like a dark jungle, 
her pubic tangle thick and raven black. Lower down, that dark thicket was 
bisected by the pink slit of her open fuckhole. Her gash flowed with cunt juice, 
creamy and frothy, running like a river through the parted folds.
The girls looked at each other’s naked body silently for a lingering moment, as 
thoughts and speculation and prospects danced through their fevered minds and 
fired their lively imaginations. Belinda continued to squeeze and fondle her fat 
tits, and her hips moved sinuously from side to side. She moved to the bed 
again, curling onto her flank. Maryanne curled up, as well, and they reclined, 
facing each other, their legs apart. They admired each other, both breathing 
hard.
Bruno was breathing even harder, panting, his hairy flanks pumping in and out. 
He inhaled the delightful fragrance of both steaming twats and inspired, his 
prick grew longer and fatter. His balls were bloated like inflated balloons. The 
naked red knob of his cockhead came sliding out from the hairy sheath, slick and 
wet and glistening. The dog inhaled, and his cockhead seemed to be inhaling, as 
well, the swollen slab pulsing in and out like a lung. His pisshole slid open 
and a gooey glob of preliminary spunk oozed out and ran sluggishly down his 
slick cockknob, creamy on the angry red meat.
But the brute was bewildered and confused by this situation, and remained where 
he was, neglected by the girls, for the moment, as they concentrated on each 
other.
Belinda slid a hand down from her tits and onto her flat belly, the fingers 
splayed out in her cunt mound. She stroked her curly bush.
“Gonna frig your pussy now?” she asked.
Maryanne gulped, then nodded. She moved her own hand down her belly. Staring at 
Belinda’s cunt, she cupped her own cunt in her palm. She shuddered. Her pussy 
felt so hot she thought it might blister her hand.
“Ooooh–watch me and I’ll watch you,” Belinda whimpered. Her hand slipped lower, 
dipping into her smoldering groin. She flicked a fingertip against her clit and 
moaned as the tight bud throbbed and swelled. She stroked slowly up to her open 
cuntlips and drew a finger up through her slot.
Her hairy pussy filled with cream. A slimy trickle ran down her crotch and 
seeped into the tight crack of her ass. Another slippery ribbon glistened on the 
inside of her sleek thigh. She was frigging her cunt slowly, enjoying the 
sensation and wanting to make it last as long as possible, to linger over a 
leisurely handjob before she brought herself to the creamy climax.
Maryanne was stroking her snatch in the same rhythm, fondling and petting. 
Cuntjuice flecked her pussy folds and lathered her groin. She switched hands, 
frigging with one and then the other. Maryanne always enjoyed a handjob, but it 
was much, much more thrilling when she was watching her sexy blonde companion 
frigging off, too.
She began using both hands at once, rubbing her love bud with one while she 
finger-fucked up her cunt tunnel with the other. She pushed her middle finger up 
her slot, tilting her wrist and wriggling it about inside her pussy hole. Then 
she began to fuck three fingers in and out, bunched together into a cock shape.
Her cuntlips squished as they sucked on her fingers. She pumped in knuckle-deep 
and a frothy, pearly wash overflowed her cunt slot. Her face was a mask of lust 
now, as she stared at Belinda. Belinda’s cunt was squishing and overflowing, 
too, her fluids pouring from her fuck tunnel steadily.
“Gonna come?” Belinda rasped.
“Yeah–yeah–pretty soon,” Maryanne stammered. She tilted her crotch up slightly 
so Belinda had a better view, and shoved three stiff fingers up into her gash. 
As she pulled them back out, her pussy lips dragged open, the pliable folds 
distending. Cunt cream gushed out, and her face contorted in a grimace of lust. 
Her thighs spread wider. Maryanne loved to feel Belinda’s eyes on her cunt as 
she frigged herself. It enhanced the pleasure enormously, turning a simple 
handjob into a thrilling and exciting situation. And she loved the other half of 
it, as well, watching sexy Belinda finger-fuck her wet cunt.
Belinda was sitting on her ass, legs wide apart, knees hooked. Now she began to 
slide forward, coming closer to Maryanne. She moved jerkily, shifting the cheek 
of one ass, then the other, her hips pumping as she continued to finger her 
fuckhole, feeding her fingers up the slot steadily.
“Let’s rub titties,” she breathed.
“O-okay,” Maryanne whispered. She had been thinking about that herself, as she 
gazed at her girlfriend’s plump, stiff-tipped tits. Just touching their tits 
together wasn’t really very naughty or dyky, she told herself, but the idea was 
plenty exciting. She arched her slim back, pushing her tits out.
Belinda had moved close now, her knees touching Maryanne’s. She arched her back, 
too, and they pushed their tits together. The firm tit mounds brushed and the 
stiff nipple peaks rubbed against each other explosively.
Belinda twisted from the hips, swinging her tits back and forth against 
Maryanne’s thrusting tit mounds. She stopped finger-fucking herself and cupped 
her tits in both hands, holding the heavy globes up and deepening the cleavage. 
Maryanne moaned and did the same, holding her tits out as the blonde girl’s 
swung across, rubbing and brushing.
Their temporarily neglected cunts were steaming and overflowing. Belinda glanced 
down. Looking at Maryanne’s dark brush and pink slit, smoldering right in front 
of her own blonde cunt mound, it was like looking at her own pussy in a mirror, 
in negative.
Belinda shifted even closer. Her tits flattened against Maryanne’s, and her 
thighs slid higher up Maryanne’s open legs. Tit to tit and cunt to cunt, the two 
oversexed teenagers jerked together spasmodically. They began to feel each 
other’s tits as well as cup their own. Belinda pulled on Maryanne’s taut 
nipples, feeling then swell. Maryanne’s moaned with the pleasure of that caress. 
Belinda was another girl, but her hands felt every bit as good as any 
guy’s–maybe even better, because of the hint of perversion in the contact. She 
began to feel Belinda up, in turn.
“Oooooh, that nice,” Belinda purred, as Maryanne gently twisted her stiff 
nipple. Her head thrust forwards and her parted lips brushed against Maryanne’s 
mouth. They kissed lightly, at first, lips merely brushing then more 
passionately. Maryanne felt dizzy with desire. Why was she getting so turned on 
by kissing and feeling another girl? Why was Belinda’s mouth thrilling her that 
way? Way did a girl’s hands feel so fucking good? And why did her tits provide 
such a lovely handful, in return? Not being a lesbian, Maryanne was confused by 
her emotion–but confusion did nothing to cool her.
Belinda’s wet tongue slid across Maryanne’s trembling lips, then pushed into her 
mouth. Maryanne began to suck automatically, just as if a boy were French 
kissing her so passionately. Her own hot tongue moved against Belinda’s, 
entwining. When Belinda drew her tongue back, Maryanne’s followed, sliding in 
the blonde girl’s mouth. Her tongue felt explosive as Belinda sucked, swelling 
and sparking like her clit. They continued to feel each other up and rub their 
tits together as they swapped tongue and saliva. They were panting into each 
other’s open mouth, and their open cunts smoldering close together. Belinda 
jerked, shoving her belly out. Her golden cunt triangle brushed against 
Maryanne’s curly black mound. Maryanne shuddered and pumped her lithe hips as 
they ground their pubic tangles together. Then Belinda gasped and moved her head 
and shoulders back, sliding her ass and hips out. She sprawled back along the 
bed, jamming her crotch against Maryanne’s groin, so that their juicy cunts were 
pressed together.
“Ummmm–let’s cream like this,” she purred. “Let’s rub our cunts together and 
come–” Maryanne moaned and moved. Those two open, smoldering pussies flowed into 
each other. Belinda was on her back, her pelvis jerking in a fucking movement 
and Maryanne was sitting on her ass, thighs spread wide, shuddering and 
trembling they worked their cunts together, like two wet, hairy mouths 
passionately kissing. Maryanne dropped back too, her long, slim body supported 
on her elbows. The girls were stretched out along the bed, facing in opposite 
direction and jammed tightly together at the crotches.
Their love buttons brushed together. Cuntjuice poured from both of their 
fuckslots, the two frothy streams flowing together. Maryanne’s cuntjuice seeped 
into Belinda’s cunt and Belinda’s cream soaked Maryanne’s smoldering pussy slot.
Belinda shifted slightly so that her clit was pressed against Maryanne’s vibrant 
love bud. They began to grind those tingling nuggets together as their cuntlips 
clamped together and their steaming fuckjuice flowed. Their groins were 
plastered together.
“Come,” Belinda whispered, with trembling lips. “Come with me, Maryanne–let’s 
cream together–” Maryanne whimpered and whipped her pussy against Belinda’s 
fiery cunt. Their clits swelled against each other, and the creamy flow got 
hotter and thicker as the girls soared toward the crest.
“Coming,” Maryanne panted.
“Yeah, me, too!” Belinda squealed.
Her clit swelled and throbbed against Maryanne’s vibrant love nugget as her 
cunthole started to melt. Cuntjuice poured out of Belinda, swirling into 
Maryanne’s open pussy slot, and Maryanne’s cum cream overflowed equally, 
streaming into the blonde girl’s soaking fuck tunnel.
The girls shuddered and gasped, sprawling out, backs arched and groins working 
spasmodically together. They hovered at the crest, their mutual climax 
sustained. Waves of joy shot through Belinda’s loins and ran up her trembling 
thighs. Rippling spasms racked Maryanne’s clit and cunthole. It seemed as if 
they were sharing the same thrill. It ran through both of their hot bodies, 
passing back and forth through the channels of their cunts, like an electric 
current from pussy to pussy. Their foaming cum slime flooded together. Belinda’s 
cunt melted again, overflowing heavily. Maryanne’s pussy dissolved in a tide of 
cum juice. Both of their crotches were lathered with cream and a dark patch 
spread out on the bed, under their churning, jerking asses.
And Bruno was driven wild.
The scent of their hot pussies had been thrilling to begin with but now, as that 
fragrance got hotter and spicier as they creamed, the doggy whimpered and 
yelped. His haunches heaved as he stabbed his rock hard prick in and out. His 
nostrils flared as he sniffed, and the naked knob of his cockhead expanded, 
pulsing with urgency. The brute moved towards the bed, stiff legged, stepping 
along his cock just as if he were striding over the top rail of a fence.
But the girls, abandoned to the joy of their distaff dalliance, hadn’t noticed 
the doggy yet. They clung at the crest, cunts clamped together like sucking, 
salivating mouths. Belinda shuddered as another spasm shook her. Maryanne moaned 
and jerked as another wave of joy rippled through her loins.
Then, drained, they slowed down. They lay back, both smiling with satiation, 
cunts still clamped together, as if they had been glued on each other by sticky 
cum cream. Maryanne’s eyelashes fluttered. The girl was astounded that she had 
creamed so wonderfully in such a bizarre fashion.
“Gee–that was naughty,” Maryanne whispered.
“Yeah! But awfully nice, huh?” Belinda giggled.
“Ummmmmmmmm. I guess I can sort of see why lesbians have lots of fun together,” 
Maryanne said.
Belinda rose up on her elbows, staring down the flat plan of her belly at the 
other girl. A speculative look came into her pretty face.
“You wanna fool around some more?” she asked.
“I guess so,” Maryanne responded.
“Wanna do what real dykes do?” Belinda suggested.
“W… what’s that?” Maryanne asked, her voice quavering, having a pretty good idea 
what Belinda meant but not wanting to admit it. She was a bit alarmed by her own 
desire.
“You know–” Belinda said, hesitated. Belinda, too, felt a bit timid and shy 
about coming right out with it.
Belinda’s tongue slid across her lower lip as she looked at Maryanne’s creamy 
crotch. She was eager to suggest some cunt-lapping, but she knew it would be 
embarrassing if her friend declined. Starting to blush slightly, she turned 
away, and, in turning, her gaze shifted to the doggy. Her eyes opened wide.
“Holy shit,” Belinda gasped.
The pleasant prospect of pussy-lapping faded from her thought, as naughty 
Belinda stared as the Alsatian’s enormous hard-on.
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CHAPTER TWO
Maryanne turned, following her friend’s gaze, and gulped when she saw her dog’s 
thundering prick. Both girls stared at the brute, and he yelped and wriggled, 
his bushy tail swishing behind his ass and his tongue hanging out, dripping–and 
that incredible hard-on pounding under him. The naked meat of his cockhead 
flared out like the head of a cobra, pulsing at the end of his long, thick 
prick. His pisshole was parted and a sticky drop of preliminary spunk oozed out, 
running sluggishly down the slick red meat of his prickknob. His cockhead was 
smoking hot.
“Boy, is he ever horny!” Belinda giggled.
“He sure is. He must have smelled our cunts when we were getting our rocks off,” 
Maryanne said.
Belinda glanced at her friend, grinning impishly. “Let’s fool around with him, 
huh?” she asked.
“Oh, wow! I don’t know–“
“C’mon–let’s play with his prick!” Belinda urged, her eyes glowing with 
excitement. She looked at the doggy again. “Christ, look how swollen his 
scumbags are, Maryanne. The poor thing really needs his balls emptied.”
Bruno, as if realizing what was under consideration, cocked his head and gazed 
at Belinda with a hopeful look.
“That’s real naughty,” Maryanne whispered.
“Oh, shit, don’t be a killjoy,” Belinda said. “You pet his head and rub his 
back, right? Well, his cock is only another part of the doggy.” Then she frowned 
slightly, realizing that that massive slab of meat was a lot more than just 
another part of his anatomy, that it was by far the most interesting part. “You 
jerk boys off, right? Well, your doggy needs it just as much as any guy.”
That was obvious. His balls were bloated with cum and his prickknob was dripping 
with slime. Belinda’s hands were tingling with the desire to fondle that meat. 
She rolled onto her flank and then to the edge of the bed. Bruno stepped closer.
“You gonna help me frig him off?” Belinda asked.
“I… I guess so,” Maryanne murmured. In fact, she wanted to every bit as much as 
Belinda did, but she wasn’t quite as bold about her depraved desires. She 
twisted around and joined Belinda on the edge of the bed.
Belinda leaned down, her saucy tits bobbling, sliding her hand along the 
Alsatian’s quivering flank as she started to reach for his cock.
But then Bruno followed his bestial instincts, temporarily depriving himself of 
a handjob.
As Belinda leaned down, her thighs parted. With her ass perched on the edge of 
the bed, her crotch was level with the dog’s head. Bruno’s nostrils flared, as 
sensitive as his prick, registering the aroma of that soaking pussy. The doggy 
whined and thrust his head out, licking at the inside of Belinda’s smooth thigh, 
where a ribbon of cuntjuice had trickled down. His long, wet tongue slurped 
higher. Belinda gasped and her legs parted wider. The dog jammed his muzzle 
tight into her groin, and she jerked as she felt his cold black nose bump 
against her hot, pink clit.
The dog’s nose flared in her fuckslot, and he began to slap his tongue into her 
hairy bowl, panting and whimpering with doggy desire. Belinda leaned back, 
arching sinuously and smiling. Her pussylips opened in a wide oval while the 
dumb brute’s tongue slithered in.
“Ooooo–he’s lapping your pussy!” Maryanne squealed, as she watched the dog’s fat 
red tongue stir around in Belinda’s creamy hairy pussy.
“Ahhhh, his tongue’s as big as a cock,” Belinda moaned, as Bruno slid his tongue 
deep up her pussy slot. Her ass churned and her hips jerked as she worked her 
snatch against the dog’s tongue. His big head ducked up and down as he greedily 
slurped on her fragrant cunt. His neglected prick swung in and out under his 
shaggy belly, his balls swinging like the meaty clappers of a bell.
Watching the dog’s nimble tongue slurp up her friend’s soaking fuckslot, 
Maryanne moaned. It wasn’t fair! It was her doggy and by rights it should be her 
pussy getting lapped! Still, while she envied Belinda that tonguing, Maryanne 
was enjoying the sight and sounds greatly.
“Yeah! Lap my cunt, you son of a bitch!” Belinda wailed, corkscrewing her trim 
little ass on the bed. She reached down and spread her cunt open even wider with 
her fingers. The brute’s tongue shot up her. “Ooooh–he’s tongue fucking me so 
deep!”
Bruno was slobbering heavily into her pussy gash. His frothy saliva slid into 
her cuntjuice, streaking the folds of her open cunt. Sodden slurping sounds 
drifted up from Belinda’s crotch.
She arched, then bowed. She grasped the dog’s head between her hands, holding 
him there, but there was nowhere the cunt-hungry hound would have rather been 
than feasting on her pussy.
He tongued into her cunt with gusto. Pussy juice slathered his muzzle and 
dripped from his jaws. The stuff coated his tastebuds creamily. He woofed and 
yelped, plunging in as if he was trying to get his whole hairy snout jammed up 
her fuckhole. As his tongue flailed her slot, cunt nectar gushed out and ran 
down her crotch, soaking into the crack of her ass.
Belinda hiked up and Bruno began to stroke all the way up her lathered crotch. 
His tongue slid into the crack of her ass and dragged on up through her 
cuntslot, across her love button, then flipped out into her cunt bush. His head 
went up and down like a rocking horse and his busy tail lashed behind his 
haunches like a propeller. He slapped his tongue into her with long, rippling 
strokes, then shot it straight up her cunt tunnel again. The long red lapper 
slithered deep into her fuckhole.
Belinda wailed and jerked against his snout. Her head switched from side to 
side, blonde hair tumbling, her face a mask of pure lust. Her eyes were narrowed 
to slit, and her sensual lips were parted and panting.
Maryanne leaned over Belinda’s loins, fascinated as she watched her dog’s tongue 
delve up that smoldering cunt. He slurped and slobbered, whimpered and whined. 
His shaggy throat pulsed as he swallowed a mouthful of delicious pussy cream. 
Maryanne reached in and began to finger Belinda’s clit as the doggy tongued 
away. Then she leaned down and slid her hand under the dog, timidly touching his 
prick. She moaned as the iron-hard meat throbbed against her hands. She folded 
her fist around the prick and gave him a slow push-pull.
It felt lovely to have a handful of pulsating dog cock and Maryanne pumped him 
again. But then she drew back. It was too distracting, too difficult to 
concentrate on two things at the same time, and she figured it would be better 
to watch while the doggy lapped Belinda to the peak and she creamed his tongue, 
then jerk him off with total concentration and attention. The doggy whined, 
still humping, wanting his prick stroked but wanting his tongue soaked just as 
much.
Belinda clamped her thighs around the brute’s head, muscles rippling in the 
smooth, sleek flesh. Then she threw them wide open again, giving his head free 
access to her groin. Her cuntwalls pulled and sucked on his probing tongue, 
dragging him deeper. Her cuntlips rippled. Her pussy was like a suction cup, 
threatening to drag the dog’s tongue right out by the roots. She moved against 
his muzzle in a fucking motion, taking his tongue up her just as if it were a 
prick.
“Gonna fucking come,” she groaned.
“Ohhhh–cream his tongue, Belinda!” Maryanne cried, leaning right down into 
Belinda’s crotch as she observed all the juicy details. Maryanne was drooling 
almost as much as the doggy. Belinda’s cunt looked so fucking delicious that the 
girl envied her dog the slimy snack. Not being lesbian, Maryanne never expected 
to be hungry for pussy, but now her tongue was sparkling wildly, throbbing as 
much as her slit. She blushed at her own wicked yearnings as she drooled over 
Belinda’s pussy. She was beginning to understand what Belinda already knew–that 
a girl didn’t have to be a dyke to be a cunt-sucker.
Belinda jolted down, forcing her gaping fuckslot right into the dog’s muzzle. 
His nose vanished in her creamy crater and she fucked herself on his snout with 
wild abandon as his tongue probed ever deeper up her pussy tunnel. Her coral 
pink pussylips flowed with cream and doggy saliva and her fiery clit felt like a 
stick of dynamite on a smoldering fuse. She wailed and fell back along the bed, 
her legs rising high in the air and her feet pumping with a bicycling motion 
over the brute’s brawny back. Her whole body began to shake violently.
“Oh! Ohhhhhh!” Belinda cried as waves of joy swirled in her belly and her cunt 
creamed. Bruno growled and yelped as her overflowing pussy juice got spicier and 
tangier, her cum cream even more succulent than before. His tongue was fairly 
floating up her fuckhole now, submerged in the swamp of her creamy deluge. Her 
cunt was rippling and pulsing as he tongued her to jelly, slapping his lapper 
into the foaming folds.
“Come-come-come–” Maryanne panted, adoring the sight of her sexy friend in the 
throes of an orgasm. She cupped her hand over her own steaming cunt, not 
frigging herself but simply holding her pussy, as if she was trying to contain 
her lust until it was her turn to get licked off.
“I’m fucking coming!” cried Belinda, her ass and hips dancing a wild horizontal 
gavotte. Her pussy creamed, ebbed for an instant, then creamed again as the 
obedient doggy whipped her through a shattering sequence of peaks, tonguing her 
through a multiple orgasm that had her cunt going off. A thick streamer of cunt 
cream ran down his muzzle, thick and milky on the dark, bristly hair. A spasm 
jolted her and another pearly ribbon coated his snout.
He lapped up the delectable cum juice greedily, his whole muscular body 
squirming and writhing with the joy of the feast. Each time he slapped his 
tongue into her cunthole, his prick lurched, as if the two were connected by 
some mysterious clockwork inside his body.
Belinda reached down and gasped his head, holding his muzzle steady as she 
ground her pussy against it, shuddering through another explosive peak. Then, 
moaning and gasping, she flopped back onto the bed, spread-eagled and spent.
Bruno kept on lapping merrily away, making sure that he had tongued off every 
sweet spasm and slurped up every last precious drop of her cunt cream. His 
slobber bubbled in her slot, replacing the cum juice he was lapping out.
Then the doggy raised his head, his jowl dripping and his amber eyes glowing. He 
yelped and half turned away, showing the girls his huge cock and balls in 
impressive profile, his haunches stirring and heaving.
Maryanne, wild with desire, stared down into Belinda’s open, slobber-filled 
gash, then turned to gaze at the dog’s thundering cock. She looked at his 
tongue, in turn. She was so hot that she didn’t know what she wanted most–or 
first. Her pussy yearned for the dog’s tongue and her own tongue was drooling 
for Belinda’s gash and her hands were itching for the dog’s throbbing prick and 
bloated scumbags.
But before Maryanne could make up her mind, Belinda slid from the edge of the 
bed, grinning with anticipation. Poor Maryanne had to wait awhile longer.
Now it was the dog’s turn to cum.
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CHAPTER THREE
“C’mom,” Belinda urged. “His prick needs to be played with, and it’s big enough 
for both of us!”
She was kneeling beside the Alsatian, one hand on his hindquarters. Tilting at 
the hips, she leaned down, tits bobbling, so she could look under the dog’s 
haunches. Without waiting for Maryanne to join her, she reached under the beast, 
palm up, cupping his scumbags and lifting them in her hand, as if she were 
judging the weight of the cum load they contained.
His hard balls shifted inside the hairy bags, and she thought she could feel his 
thick fuck-juice sloshing and swirling around.
Maryanne lingered on the bed for a moment thinking that maybe the doggy would 
like to lap her cunt while Belinda frigged his meat. But she envied the blonde 
that handful of cock and balls, too, not wanting to be left out of any aspect of 
the scene. Her pussy would just have to simmer a bit longer, she figured.
Maryanne slid down and knelt beside Belinda. Belinda fondled Bruno’s balls a bit 
longer, then slowly ran her open hand up his thick cockshaft. His prick felt 
like a heated crowbar and his knob was glowing like a lump of molten iron. 
Rubbing up to his cockhead, she used her thumb to massage his preliminary 
seepage into the fiery red meat. His pisshole fluttered open and more initial 
slime oozed out. As Belinda rubbed it into his cockknob, the swollen wedge 
flared, polished and slippery. She tickled the sensitive underside of his 
cockhead and the big dog whined and humped his cock in and out along her palm.
Maryanne gasped his balls and, like Belinda, murmured happily, impressed by his 
load. As she caressed those swollen scumbags, Belinda folded her fist around his 
thick stalk and began to push-pull on the cock. The thick prick bucked and 
expanded. What a lovely handful, thought the lewd blonde. It was like trying to 
strangle a boa constrictor!
Her fist skimmed up his knob, and his shaggy sheath folded over the flaring 
slab. Then she pulled back towards his scumbags, and the smoking hot meat of his 
naked cockhead stood out, throbbing and pounding. Her fist skimmed lightly, then 
closed tighter and gave him a hard jerk. He humped. Maryanne was still holding 
his balls, and they distended as his prick jumped away from them.
His hindpaws clawed at the carpet. His brawny haunches heaved and quivered as he 
fucked through that double handful. His head was swinging from side to side, a 
bemused and bewildered look in his amber eyes. Bruno wasn’t sure what was 
happening to him. The cunt-lapping had been perfectly natural and in accord with 
his doggy nature, because when a doggy finds his muzzle jammed in a steaming 
cunt, he automatically laps it out, but he had never had a handjob before and 
couldn’t quite comprehend why a human hand should feel so much like a cunt, nor 
why his instincts told him to hump even though he wasn’t mounted and coupled on 
a bitch. It was mystery to the dumb brute–and a sweet one.
Belinda frigged him faster for a few strokes, then slowed down and pumped 
gently. She was keen to see the jism squirt from his cockhead, but in no hurry 
for that treat, enjoying herself tremendously along the way. She had always 
liked to jerk boys off and the dog’s huge prick was even more exciting. She felt 
deliciously degenerate.
Maryanne’s hand slid up onto the root of his prick. Grasping that thick cock, 
she began to frig the dog, along with Belinda. He yelped at this added 
dimension, humping harder. As Belinda pulled up to his cockhead, Maryanne 
stroked back to his balls. Then the girls reversed the pumping movement, their 
fists bumping together in the middle of his long cock. His prick was pounding 
like a jackhammer, bucking so hard it seemed as if it might suddenly fly apart, 
like some engine revved too fast. His balls, freed now, whacked against the heel 
of Maryanne’s hand, then swung back between his legs, heavy and full and solid.
Like two dogs fighting over a bone, the girls jerked his prick between them. Cum 
was bubbling steadily from his pisshole now, lathering his angry red cockknob. 
His cockhead looked like a huge plum coated with whipped cream. Belinda lowered 
herself onto her hip and elbow, pushing her blonde head right under the dog. As 
his cockhead came looming out from her fist, it flared right in front of her 
radiant face. Her blue eyes turned inward, crossing, as she stared at that hunk 
of naked doggy meat. The musky, gamey aroma wafted to her.
“Holy shit, Belinda–if you stay there, the fucking dog is gonna shoot right in 
your face!” Maryanne gasped.
Belinda giggled, eyelashes fluttering. She gave Maryanne a slow, lascivious 
wink. Then her sensual lips parted slightly and the tip of her tongue slid 
across.
“His cock looks yummy,” Belinda whispered.
“Oh, wow, you gonna lick it?” Maryanne asked, her voice quavering with 
excitement. Tonguing a dog’s prick was just about the naughtiest thing she could 
imagine, and one of the most wildly exciting, too. Maryanne didn’t know if she 
would have the nerve to do such a depraved thing, herself, but she sure as hell 
wanted to see Belinda do it!
Belinda was licking her lips and tossing her blonde head playfully, teasingly. 
“Think I should?” Belinda asked, giving Maryanne a smoldering glance.
“Do you wanna?” Maryanne squealed.
“Why not? His prick looks fucking delicious,” said the wanton blonde. “But he’s 
your doggy.”
“Ooooh! Yeah–lick his cock!” Maryanne squealed.
Belinda’s tongue pushed out, flicking slowly at the air, inches from Bruno’s 
cockhead. She looked from the swollen slab to Maryanne’s fascinated face. The 
thought of licking a dog’s prick was turning Belinda on–and the fact the 
Maryanne was watching her only enhanced the thrill. She pumped back on his 
cockshaft, her fist bumping against Maryanne’s back toward his balls. She held 
him there, skinning his cockhead into a naked wedge of throbbing meat.
Bruno humped frantically, shoving the head of his cock out toward Belinda’s 
face. Her head bobbed forward an inch, and she flicked the tip of her tongue 
against the slippery tip of the brute’s cockhead.
“Ooooh.” Belinda moaned, as first ever taste of dog meat tingled on her tongue. 
She drew back slightly, savoring the hot, tangy flavor. Then she leaned in again 
and began to lave all over the wedge of his cockknob, her tongue darting and 
flashing and slurping.
She pumped his stalk in her fist, causing the crown to flare against her seeping 
tongue. Jism squeezed from his pisshole and trickled in sticky ribbons onto her 
tastebuds. She drew back again, letting the slimy stuff slide around on her 
tingling tongue. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed.
“Ummmm, doggy cum is scrumptious,” she rasped.
She began tonguing his cockhead thoroughly again, slowly frigging his stalk as 
she did so. That cock was taut, humming like a tuning fork in her hand. Maryanne 
held his prick back at the roots and leaned closer, watching her girlfriend’s 
nimble tongue slide all over the huge angry red slab of the beast’s smoking hot 
cockknob.
“Holy shit–holy shit–” Maryanne moaned, becoming so horny she felt faint.
“Yum, yum, yum,” Belinda murmured, lapping hungrily at the succulent meat and 
slurping up the preliminary fuckjuice as it seeped from his cleft. Slimy globs 
of doggy spunk flowed onto his meat and Belinda licked it up, her frothy saliva 
replacing it on the glossy red slab.
Belinda laid her extended tongue against the underside of his cockhead, sliding 
it gently around. Her lips were brushing the slippery tip so that when she 
spoke, she seemed to be talking into a meaty microphone.
“I wanna drink his load,” Belinda whimpered. “I want the fucker to shoot in my 
mouth!”
“Yeah! Suck him off, Belinda. Milk the fucker’s cock and balls and drink his 
slime!”
More cum bubbled out, running right onto Belinda’s panting lips. The stuff she 
felt was thick and as hot as melted lead. She swept her tongue across, gathering 
it up. Then her lips parted more and she fed the dog’s cockhead into her mouth.
Bruno went stiff all over for an instant as, for the first time, he discovered 
the pleasure of a hot, wet mouth on his frenzied prick.
Belinda nursed on his cockknob, her cheeks hollowing inward as she sucked. Her 
lips collared him around his hairy cockshaft, just behind the buried slab of 
naked meat. She gurgled and gasped, amazed at how thrilling that hot mouthful of 
dripping dog prick was. She loved the taste and the texture and the temperature. 
She adored the way his meat throbbed and the way his spunk was dribbling 
steadily onto her tongue.
She pulled his cockhead out of her lips for a moment, so she could look, to see 
his prick all coated with her saliva and his cockjuice, thrilling herself by the 
knowledge that that delicious slab had just been in her mouth and would soon be 
there again. She lapped, looked, lapped some more. Then she slipped her lips 
around again, sucking, making little hungry whimpering sounds.
Bruno, stunned, was still standing stiff as a statue as she worked her 
mouth-magic on his meat. Bur now he began to get the idea. His haunches stirred, 
then leaped forward, fucking his prick into her mouth.
His naked knob jammed in the entrance to her throat and his hairy sheath slid 
through the O-shaped lips. She knew she was going to get hair stuck between her 
teeth, but it was a small price to pay for the joy of that savory mouthful. 
Bruno yanked back until only his cockknob was in her maw, then pumped deeply 
back into the girl’s throat again. His hairy stalk pulled out, slathered with 
her saliva, vibrating. Streaks of cum ram into her slobber. Then he fucked in 
again, yelping, his spine twisting and contorting as he fed his meat to her 
head.
“Unnnggghhhh,” Belinda gagged as his cockhead clogged her gullet and her blonde 
head was tilted back on his thrust. Then she purred as the brute pulled out and 
she sucked through every heavenly inch.
He was pouring the prick to her so frantically now that his cock would have 
slipped out of her mouth, if her lips hadn’t been clamped tightly behind the 
flaring wedge, greedily holding that sweet mouthful in.
“Jeez–he’s fucking your mouth just like it was a cunt!” cried Maryanne.
“Yeah!” wailed Belinda, with enthusiasm. Her mouth felt like a cunt, too. Her 
tongue was as explosive as her clit, her lips were like pussylips, her throat 
awaited his load like a slime bucket. Then she gurgled and gulped as his fiery 
knob wedged itself into her gullet again.
Maryanne drew her hand away from the dog’s balls, more intrigued by the sight of 
her friend taking dog cock in the mouth than by the feel of his balls. With his 
prick freed from her grasp, Bruno plowed in even deeper. His balls swung out and 
slapped Belinda under the chin as he fucked his prick into her mouth to the 
hilt.
“Ummmpfff!” she gulped, deep-throating his cockhead and sucking on his cockrod.
The doggy heaved back again. This time his cockhead pulled out of her mouth, 
dragging her lips open. The dripping slab swung up and down like a pendulum, 
whacking her on her tits, then swaying back to her face. She squirmed against 
him, letting his prick slide up through her tit cleavage for a few strokes. The 
cockknob nestled into the hollow of her throat, dribbling slime in its wake. The 
stuff glistened up her breastbone like the track of a snail.
He humped up between her tits again and Belinda turned her face down, meeting 
his cockhead with her tongue as it came squeezing from her cleavage, then 
slurping the tasty wedge back into her voracious mouth.
Belinda was yearning for the dog to cream, longing for a bellyful of doggy jism, 
yet she was in no hurry for that creamy conclusion. His cum was the delicious 
dessert and she wanted to enjoy a long, lingering feast on the main course of 
his cockmeat before she drained him dry.
She turned her head from side to side, blonde curls tumbling, winding her lips 
onto his cockshaft like a nut onto a meaty bolt. Her tongue bridged under his 
cockknob, fluttering and flashing, a red carpet over which his prick was riding 
as it plunged back into her throat.
Maryanne could hear the dog’s cockmeat hiss as it plowed into Belinda’s wet 
mouth, like a heated crowbar dipped into a blacksmith’s tub. She heard Belinda 
gurgle and gulp as she slobbered on dog prick. In and out he plunged, his balls 
sloshing with his load as they slapped against her chin, then dragging down onto 
her tits as he hauled his rod out–only to slam it in again.
Belinda had gone suck-crazy on that tangy mouthful and Bruno was abandoned to 
bestial lust, fucking his prick into her mouth violently, furiously, 
frantically. He howled and rumbled, panted and whined. His balls were ballooning 
massively and his cock was expanding, filling Belinda’s mouth. She knew he was 
going to shoot his wad soon. She turned her head, taking his cockhead into her 
cheek, then turned back and took that slab down her throat again. He jerked 
back. His naked cockhead appeared in the oval collar of her lips and Maryanne 
saw that cum was pouring heavily from his pisshole.
“He’s gonna shoot!” she wailed, leaning close, her cheek pressed to Belinda’s 
cheek and her mouth working just as if she, too, were sucking on a doggy prick, 
tongue and lips moving by sympathetic vibration–and envy.
“Ummm-ummmm-ummm–” whimpered Belinda, starving for the dog’s jizz.
Bruno snarled and whipped his prick into her mouth as his balls erupted. His 
fuckjuice came rushing up his prick in a deluge, spurting from his gaping 
pisshole and hosing the cum-hungry teenager’s throat. She gulped it down. The 
first huge, foaming hot jet of jizz flooded straight down her gullet and she 
didn’t even taste it, although it warmed her belly like a fine cognac as she 
swallowed it. His second spurt shot out on the backstroke, splashing onto her 
flashing tongue. Her tastebuds sparked as if electrified as they registered that 
succulent dose of dog cum.
Bruno plunged merrily away, pumping the cum out in spurt after spurt. Her mouth 
was full of the stuff. It swirled in her cheeks and sloshed through her teeth, 
dripped from the roof of her mouth and foamed down her gullet. Her tongue was 
floating in a slimy torrent of dog cum.
Belinda sucked and swallowed, milking the brute’s cock voraciously. She was 
gulping his cum down as fast as she could, but his load was too much for her to 
swallow it all. Jism overflowed her sucking lips and ran down both sides of her 
mouth, dripping from her chin and splashing on her thrusting tits.
Maryanne, trembling, ducked her face down and began to tongue the doggy cum off 
Belinda’s tits and nipples, whimpering hungrily. Her tongue slipped up through 
the blonde girl’s deep cleavage, lapping cum out. Even slurped up second-hand, 
dog jism was delicious and Maryanne knew it must be even better when a girl 
swallowed it straight out of a creaming cockhead, like Belinda was doing–and 
like Maryanne was determined to do, soon.
Yelping, Bruno emptied his balls. The last foaming spurt skimmed over Belinda’s 
tongue and the doggy slowed, his humping becoming jerky and erratic. Belinda 
kept on sucking, coaxing a few last sweet trickles out of his cockhead. Then she 
folded her fist around his cockshaft and pumped up and down, frigging a few last 
slimy globs from his balls.
Bruno stood steady, flanks quivering, his tongue hanging out and his eyes 
glazed. His cockmeat was beginning to soften and shrink in Belinda’s mouth. The 
texture of his cockhead became rubbery and the stalk began to droop. Greedy 
Belinda continued to suck on his diminishing prick, whimpering, wanting more. 
She adored to take a soft cock into her mouth and feel it swell and harden as 
she sucked on it. And now, in a strange, reverse way, it was a thrill to feel 
his cockmeat soften, after she had milked him to the bone and swallowed the very 
dregs.
When she drew her cum-drenched lips off his prickknob, his prick swayed up and 
down. Then the soaking cockknob sagged towards the floor.
Maryanne crawled after the dog, her head down on the floor and her ass hiked up, 
like a doggy stalking a bunny. Her ass switched from side to side. If she’d had 
a tail, she would have been wagging it.
Bruno’s prick was hanging straight down under his belly now. A shimmering strand 
of jism, like the wed of a spider, stretched between his pisshole and the 
carpet. Maryanne rested her chin on the floor and slid her tongue out, curling 
it over her trembling lower lip. She licked that single strand of spunk from the 
carpet, her tongue flashing. The thread of doggy fuckjuice was still intact and 
unbroken, but now it was connecting his cockhead with Maryanne’s tongue. The dog 
whimpered, as if he could feel that contact running up his stream, as if that 
strand of gossamer slime were carrying a charged current from her mouth to his 
cock meat.
Maryanne turned her head to the side, then lithely rolled onto her back, facing 
upwards under the dog. His limp but still fat prick hung right over her face and 
she gazed up, her lips parted like a baby bird waiting to be fed a succulent 
worm. She raised her head an inch. The strand of unbroken dog cum slid farther 
back on her tongue, while the segment still unswallowed shimmered between them.
Winding that cum thread into her mouth inch by inch, the hungry, horny teenager 
lifted her head higher. Her face seemed to be suspended on the spidery strand, 
her head hanging from the end. The jism curled and coiled on her parted lips, 
then slipped deeper into her mouth. The end of that was oozing into her throat 
now and her parted lips were only two inches from the dog’s cockhead, still 
connected to his cockmeat by the cum strand.
She swallowed. As the end of the slimy string slid down her gullet, another 
unbroken inch or so was pulled out of the dog’s pisshole. That slender strand 
dangled from his cocktip.
Moaning, she craned her neck up and took the slippery slab of Bruno’s cockhead 
into her lips. She sucked adoringly, pulling his jism out from his balls in a 
string. The dog whined and his prick twitched promisingly. Maryanne nursed on 
the cockmeat that Belinda had mouth-polished to a luster, swallowing after every 
suck.
Then Bruno growled as, at last, the end of that cum snapped off. Maryanne 
slurped it down voraciously and continued to suck on his cockknob, desperate for 
prick and hoping to suck him up hard again. But his cockhead stayed rubbery in 
her lips. The meaty taste was pleasing, yet the situation was frustrating. She 
took his prick in her hand and began to pump it vigorously into her mouth, but 
manual assistance proved futile. Bruno’s balls were drained and his cock refused 
to stiffen again–yet. His prick hung lifeless in her mouth and his balls had 
already spun out the last of his jism. Maryanne gave his cockknob a last slurp 
and pulled her lips away, giving up on his prick for the moment. She reached out 
for his collar, intending to haul his head down into her smoldering pussy and 
settle for some tongue.
But Bruno sidestepped away, yelping nervously, knowing nothing about afterplay 
now that he had gotten his rocks off.
Maryanne wailed in frustration, turning towards Belinda with a scowl.
“You greedy girl–you sucked him dry!” she cried.
Belinda, who had gotten turned on again by watching her girlfriend sucking the 
cum out of the dog’s cockhead, inch by slimy inch, smiled tauntingly.
“I saved some for you, Maryanne,” she whispered, parting her creamy lips and 
pushing the tip of her cum-drenched tongue out.
Her back arched and she thrust her tits out. Doggy cum glistened on the slopes 
and dripped from the pink tips. A creamy ribbon had run down her belly and 
seeped into her belly button and a few drops glistened in her curly cunt bush.
“Come and get it, honey,” she urged.
Maryanne gasped and crawled over to the blonde girl. Her cunt was streaming like 
a waterfall, and her mouth was drooling almost as heavily. Belinda waited with 
parted lips. They kissed, letting dog cum slide back and forth between their 
mouths, watered down by saliva but still delicious. Maryanne licked jism from 
Belinda’s chin and cheeks. Then her dark head ducked down and she began tonguing 
the spunk up from the blonde’s girl’s tits and sucking it from her nipples.
“It’s on my belly, too,” Belinda whispered.
Maryanne moved lower, her tongue tracing the cum trail down into Belinda’s belly 
button.
Bruno had curled on his flank in the corner. He was watching the girls in doggy 
fascination, not understanding why two bitches were cavorting together, yet 
aware of the fragrance of their mutual arousal. The Alsatian was a potent 
fucker. Belinda’s magic mouth had really milked him to the dregs, but now, as 
his nostrils dragged in the aroma of hot pussy, his balls began to swell again, 
slowly but surely. His cock twitched. The naked red cocktip had drawn back 
inside the shaggy sheath, but now it came sliding out again, still wet with 
Maryanne’s saliva. The dog twisted his head down and gave the head of his prick 
a slurp with his tongue. Then he raised up and peered at the girls again. His 
head turned back and forth as he alternately lapped at his cockhead, then gazed 
at the girls whose sweet scent was getting him horny again.
Maryanne was pushing her tongue into Belinda’s belly button, licking the dog cum 
out. Belinda placed her hand behind the dark-haired girl’s head, stroking her, 
holding her against her belly. Belinda was sitting on her ass, her knees raised 
and her thighs parted. She gave Maryanne’s head a gentle nudge, pushing her 
lower.
“Some of the doggy’s cum dipped down there, too,” she whispered, her voice 
quavering.
Maryanne gasped at the prospect. Belinda gave her head another gentle push and 
Maryanne’s mouth slid lower, her parted lips brushing on Belinda’s bushy cunt 
mound. Her tongue slid through the golden curls like a moist, pink rodent 
scurrying through a sunlit forest.
Belinda jerked her hips, tilting her crotch a bit higher. Maryanne turned her 
head, her mouth still open at Belinda’s pussy mound. With her lips moving in 
that curly tangle, Maryanne gazed lower, her eyes narrowed. Belinda’s open cunt 
gash was flowing like a waterfall just below her chin.
“I-I think a few drops of dog jizz ran down into my cunt, too,” Belinda 
whimpered.
Maryanne hesitated, torn between raging desire and the last of her inhibitions. 
Her tongue continued to lap at Belinda’s blonde pussy triangle as she stared at 
the juicy snack streaming through the dog blower’s crotch.
I’m not a lesbian, Maryanne told herself. I don’t want to suck a pussy–I just 
want to lick up some more doggy jism, is all. And if that doggy jism just 
happens to be served up in Belinda’s cunt bowl, it isn’t my fault. Her face 
moved lower. She could feel the intense heat radiating out of Belinda’s gaping 
fuck crater.
She looked up at Belinda’s face, her gaze searching. Belinda nodded and smiled 
encouragingly.
“Suck me off, Maryanne,” she breathed. “And then I’ll do it for you.”
And with that happy prospect, the last of Maryanne’s faint reluctance ebbed 
away. It was a lovely situation. She could satisfy her tongue first, knowing 
that her cunt was going to be dealt with, soon. How could any hungry, horny 
teenaged girl resist?
Maryanne buried her face in Belinda’s smoldering crotch…
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CHAPTER FOUR
Across the room, Bruno whined as, inch by inch and jolt by jolt, his prick 
lengthened and hardened. He was aroused by the antics of the naughty nymphettes, 
inspired by the sight and the sound and the scent. The doggy knew, 
instinctively, that a hard prick was going to be required very soon.
And, as fate would have it, another hard prick was headed, like a heat-seeking 
missile towards Maryanne’s bedroom at that very moment. Maryanne’s brother Jimmy 
was bringing his hard-on home. Jimmy was not expected. He normally stayed for 
baseball practice after school, which is why Maryanne wasn’t worried about being 
caught at her naughty games. With both her parents at work and her teenaged 
brother presumably at practice, she thought that she had the house to herself.
But today, Jimmy had been kicked off the baseball team. The coach had caught the 
horny youth jacking off in the showers. That was common practice for Jimmy, in 
fact, although the coach didn’t know it. Jimmy always jerked off before a game, 
or a practice session. He was the shortstop on the school team and it made sense 
to him. How in hell could a guy bend down for a ground ball when his stiff prick 
was towering up like a lever in front of his belly? A guy with a hard-on was 
more like a pole-vaulter than a shortstop. And Jimmy almost always had a hard-on 
after school, where he’d been eyeing the girls and wondering which of them 
fucked and which would go down on a fellow. So he usually went straight to the 
shower room and emptied his balls before taking to the field, which seemed only 
logical to him.
But the coach didn’t see it that way. The man firmly believed that self-abuse 
sapped a young man’s energy. Scandalized at finding his shortstop pumping his 
prick, he had sent the boy home.
Now Jimmy was en route, glum at being kicked off the team and frustrated because 
the coach had interrupted him before he had shot his wad.
His hard-on was tenting the front of his jeans, jutting out before his loins 
like the prow of a ship, or a torpedo launched from the ship and dragging the 
vessel in its wake. Jimmy felt light headed. He had a huge cock and so much 
blood had rushed into the building of its hard-on that his brain was starved of 
oxygen. Now he was rushing home, eager to beat his meat in the privacy of his 
bedroom, to relieve that throbbing tension.
But there would be no privacy for Jimmy today.
Nor any need for a hand-job…
But, meanwhile, Maryanne was totally unaware of the fact that a dog cock was 
stiffening across the room, and that her brother’s heavy cock was hastening 
home, as she savored her first ever snack of creamy cunt. She was concentrating 
totally on the juicy task at tongue.
Belly down on the floor, she slid her head between Belinda’s open thighs, 
blowing onto the blonde’s fiery pussy. Belinda’s clit swayed and flittered as 
Maryanne panted on it. Her open gash flooded with cuntjuice. Ribbons of pearly 
pussy nectar seeped down into the crack of her trim little ass. Maryanne had 
never seen anything as delicious as that soaking cunt slot–except, maybe, her 
dog’s prick–and for a long moment she merely gazed at Belinda’s groin, like a 
gourmet admiring a banquet before he dined. Belinda’s cuntlips were folded open, 
exposing the darker, inner folds, and those fascinating, intricate pussy folds 
were streaked with cream.
Maryanne’s tongue pushed out and she licked very lightly at Belinda’s vibrant 
clit. Belinda shuddered. Maryanne drew back slightly, letting that initial taste 
tingle on her taste buds. She took another lick at the stiff nugget, curling her 
nimble tongue around it this time.
“Oooooh,” she murmured, discovering that pussy was even more delicious than 
she’d expected.
With that very first lick, Maryanne had become a confirmed cunt-lapper, all 
doubts and inhibitions instantly melted away. Hot cum was so fucking scrumptious 
that a girl just had to suck it, every chance she got. Maryanne knew, now, that 
cunt-sucking was a joy that had nothing to do with being a lesbian. It wasn’t 
perverted–it was simply delicious! Belinda squirmed and shifted her ass on the 
floor, her tits heaving as she panted. She stared down past the rise of her tits 
and the plane of her belly, seeing Maryanne’s dark head framed between her 
smooth thighs. Maryanne’s raven hair swept in an inky curtain over Belinda’s 
belly, dark tresses brushing into the blonde curls of her cunt bush. She stroked 
Maryanne’s head. Maryanne tongued her taut clit with flicking strokes, finding 
that a girl needed no previous experience or practice or training–that she knew 
instinctively, just like a doggy, how to tongue out a steaming fuckhole.
She dipped her tongue up Belinda’s wet cunt slot, licking at the inner walls of 
the blonde girl’s pussy. She lapped up each cuntlip in turn, fluttering against 
her clit at the top of the stroke. Her head tilted from side to side, framed in 
the sleek arch of Belinda’s thighs, as she worked on the girl’s sweet-tasting 
cunt from all angles.
She used her fingertip to spread Belinda’s cunt slot open even wider, and tongue 
fucked as deeply up the girl’s fuckhole as she could reach. Her probing tongue 
slipped and slithered into a swamp of cunt cream. The succulent slime flowed 
past her panting lips, seeping into her hungry maw, trickling down her throat as 
she gulped. Maryanne was slobbering heavily into Belinda’s open pussy gash, her 
saliva foaming in and blending with Belinda’s cunt juice, then being sucked back 
into Maryanne’s voracious mouth again.
Maryanne had been using only her tongue, to begin with, but now she clamped her 
lips against Belinda’s cuntlips, kissing the blonde’s hairy fuck slot as if it 
were a bearded mouth. She blew up Belinda’s cunthole, then sucked. Her lips were 
stuck on Belinda’s gash like a suction cup on a clogged drain, mouthing the 
succulent cunt slot while her tongue slid steadily in and out. She blew and 
sucked, seeming as if she were trying to inhale that fragrant pussy right down 
into her panting lungs. Her mouth opened wider, clamped over Belinda’s pussy 
mound, sucking clit and cuntlips in. Belinda moaned, jerking wildly against her 
friend’s eager mouth and flashing tongue.
Belinda was trying to hold back, to enjoy this wonderful head-job as long as 
possible before she creamed, but Maryanne’s untrained but enthusiastic sucking 
was bringing the blonde girl surging towards the crest.
Belinda tried to pull away, to break the contact for a moment, giving herself a 
chance to subside from the peak. But Maryanne’s mouth was plastered to her pussy 
so firmly that as she jerked back, her cuntlips stayed stuck on the dark girl’s 
suction cup of a maw.
“You’re making me cream,” she whimpered.
“Oooooh! Yeah!” Maryanne cried, the words muffled on a mouthful of streaming 
cunt. “Cream my fucking tongue, Belinda! Feed me your cum juice!”
Tides of ecstasy rippled through Belinda’s belly, swirled deep in her loins, 
raced up her trembling thighs. The flow from her fuckhole got thicker and 
creamier–and more fragrant, as Bruno was well aware, waiting his turn, his 
nostrils flaring as he inhaled the sweet aroma.
Maryanne slid her hands under Belinda’s churning ass, cupping the heart-shaped 
asscheeks and lifting the blonde girl’s loins higher, as if her cunt were a 
foaming goblet she was draining to the creamy dregs.
Belinda’s thighs clamped around Maryanne’s radiant face, then opened wide again. 
She arched deeply, jamming her groin up into Maryanne’s flushed face as her ass 
swung frantically from side to side.
Her fuckhole melted around Maryanne’s stabbing tongue and her cunt bubbled into 
Maryanne’s sucking lips. Maryanne gurgled with sheer bliss as her mouth filled 
up with Belinda’s hot, thick cum cream. She felt the blonde girl’s clit explode 
in her lips, felt her cunthole ripple and dissolve. She sucked with a slurping 
sound and Belinda’s pussy squished and foamed. At the very peak, Belinda fell 
back onto her elbows and hiked her ass and hips up high, letting her cum nectar 
gush out in a creamy wash into Maryanne’s open mouth. Maryanne gulped and 
gobbled, drinking the succulent pussy seepage.
Drained, Belinda sank to the floor.
Maryanne’s dark head went down with the blonde’s loins, her face buried, her 
tongue and lips still working, sucking up the last of Belinda’s cunt juice and 
working off the final ebbing spasms. Her head turned from side to side, like a 
terrier shaking a rat–or like an Alsatian with a hard-on, shaking her head in 
wonderment as he eyed the scene.
Bruno was ready for service again.
And Jimmy was only a block away.
But, still unaware of the hard cockmeat available, the girls stayed coupled, 
mouth to cunt. Maryanne sucked softly and lovingly, swallowing the last precious 
drops. Belinda smiled dreamily. Her cunt was satiated, for the moment.
But now her tongue was tingling.
She licked her lips tentatively, imagining what it would be like to be licking 
Maryanne’s pussy, and making a discovery common to girls who suck cunt–that the 
tongue and clit are related by some carnal chemistry, that getting her cunt 
creamed made her mouth hungry, and vice versa.
And it was a happy discovery, for now there was a steaming cunt to be sucked.
Eating out Belinda with such relish, Maryanne had been ignoring the smoldering 
demands of her pussy, but now that the fast was ended, she began to whimper with 
awareness of that fiery need. She took a last slurp on Belinda’s pussy and 
raised her head, jaws dripping, lathered with cuntjuice from her chin to her 
forehead. She gave Belinda a questioning look, hoping that the blonde had not 
forgotten her promise.
“You sure suck pussy good,” Belinda murmured. “You got a swell tongue, 
Maryanne.”
“I-I’m glad,” Maryanne whispered, her eyelashes fluttering. “I wanna suck you a 
lot, Belinda. Cunt is lovely. I’ll go down on you every day, if you want. And–” 
She left the sentence unfinished, her gaze expectant.
“And I’ll suck you, too,” Belinda finished the sentence for her. The blonde slid 
her tongue across her moist lips, as if giving a hint of the pleasure that 
Maryanne was about to be rewarded with.
“Oh, yeah–suck me off now!” Maryanne moaned, rolling onto her back and opening 
her legs wide. Her fuckhole was like a volcanic crater, lava erupting down her 
crotch.
Belinda turned, twisting onto her hands and knees, crawling tongue first toward 
Maryanne’s smoldering pussy. Intent on cunt-sucking, Belinda didn’t realize that 
she had thereby assumed the doggy fucking position.
Bur Bruno knew it…
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CHAPTER FIVE
The big Alsatian rose to his feet, his movements awkward and jerky–because he 
practically had to step around the swollen length of his massive prick and his 
hindlegs were bowed around his bloated balls. Standing astride his cock, he 
shook himself. Then, tongue hanging out and prick hammering, the doggy began to 
slink across the bedroom.
Belinda had crawled up between Maryanne’s legs, her ass turned towards the 
doggy. Her curly blonde head was down and her ass was tilted up and her cunt was 
steaming with juice and saliva under those upthrust asscheeks–a tantalizing 
sight for a horny dog.
Belinda began licking up the insides of Maryanne’s legs. She tongued her calves 
and the backs of her knees, then slurped up her thighs. Maryanne jerked and 
jolted, waiting for that hot tongue to make contact with her cunt, but Belinda 
was teasing her–and herself–by delaying the crucial coupling. Lapping up the 
junction of Maryanne’s thigh and crotch, she tongued up the crease, licking 
parallel with Maryanne’s flooded fuck slot but not touching it yet.
“Do my cunt,” Maryanne pleaded.
She jolted down, trying to plaster her pussy against Belinda’s face, but Belinda 
turned away, giggling playfully and teasingly. Moving higher, she lapped at 
Maryanne’s cunt mound. Maryanne was vibrating with lust, her whole nubile body 
shaking and shuddering. Belinda moved higher, slurping a stiff nipple into her 
lips and moaning softly when she felt that hard nugget explode against her 
tongue. Her blonde head turned as she mouthed each tit tip in turn. Then she 
slid lower again. Maryanne arched, tilting her pussy up invitingly, but still 
the mischievous blonde teased her, lingering over the preliminaries. She held 
Maryanne by the hips and gently turned her over. Maryanne twitched like a puppet 
on a broken string, flopping belly down on the floor. She hiked her ass up, 
urging Belinda to bury her face under it.
Belinda placed her open hands on the firm cheeks of Maryanne’s ass. She spread 
them apart, widening the ass crack and exposing the taut brown bud of Maryanne’s 
asshole.
Smiling wickedly, delighted, delighted by her own depravity, Belinda ran her wet 
tongue up the crack of Maryanne’s ass and dipped it into her asshole.
Maryanne jerked spasmodically, flopping about like a fish on a hook–hooked up 
the shit chute by Belinda’s tongue. Her trim ass ground into Belinda’s face as 
the blonde hungrily rimmed out her shit tunnel, probing as far up the tight, 
tangy slot as her tongue could reach.
“Ummmmm,” Belinda purred.
She had never tongue-fucked an asshole before and, finding it a taste treat, she 
sucked on the brown bud with gusto, slobbering up the shit passage. Cuntjuice 
had trickled down from Maryanne’s pussy, seeping into the crack of her ass, and 
Belinda tongued it up, whetting her appetite for the main course to follow.
Belinda might have continued teasing Maryanne by lingering over the appetizer of 
her asshole, nibbling at the edges of the banquet before she devoured the creamy 
main course. But a sudden spasm shook Maryanne violently. She began to cry out 
and gasp. Belinda stabbed her tongue up Maryanne’s spicy shit chute and Maryanne 
jerked again.
Belinda was afraid that Maryanne was going to cream before she got her tongue up 
her cunthole. As much as she was savoring her snack of shithole, the hot-tongued 
blonde didn’t want to have Maryanne’s pussy melt before she was mouthing the 
delicious feast.
She gave Maryanne’s as a last slurp, then turned her over onto her back again. 
Maryanne’s cunt was gaping open wide, juice gushing out. Her clit stood out like 
a missile from the creamy folds. Belinda hovered over Maryanne’s crotch, 
drooling at the sight. A drop of saliva fell from her lips and splashed in 
Maryanne’s open cunt slot, steaming and evaporating from the fiery cuntmeat.
Then Belinda opened her mouth wide and clamped her lips over Maryanne’s cunt 
bowl, whimpering as her mouth filled up immediately with a load of delicious 
pussy juice.
Maryanne was so hot that she didn’t know if she was at the crest or not. Her 
pussy was flowing heavily, yet as Belinda sucked expertly away at the cunt slot, 
Maryanne just got hotter and the waves of her joy sped faster and higher, a 
torrent of sensation swirling in her loins.
“Suck-suck-suck,” she whimpered, her hips working like pistons as she ground her 
pussy into her friend’s eager face and filled her mouth with a foaming flood. 
There was a rushing in Maryanne’s ears and she was panting like a steam engine. 
Her thighs closed around Belinda’s head, clamping her in a velvet vise and 
blocking off the blonde girl’s ears. Abandoned to cunt-lapping delights, neither 
girl heard the dog come panting up behind Belinda’s upthrust, churning ass–nor 
did they hear the front door open and close as horny Jimmy came into the house.
But Jimmy heard them.
The lusty youth stepped into the hallway and as soon as he pushed the door 
closed behind him, he cupped a hand over his bulging crotch, massaging his cock 
and balls, and jerking his hips against his hand. His fucker throbbed savagely. 
Jimmy was wondering if he should bother to go to his room, or simply whip his 
prick out and jerk off right there in the hallway. It would be easier to mount 
the staircase after his cock had been softened by a hand-job–and then he could 
enjoy a longer, less desperate frigging in comfort, on his bed.
He grasped his zipper, about to haul it down. But then he cocked his head, 
listening. If his sister was home, he didn’t want to take a chance on having her 
suddenly appear and catch him beating his meat. Jimmy wouldn’t have minded at 
all if his sexy kid sister wanted to watch him jerk off–or even help him do 
it–but he was afraid that Maryanne might laugh at him or tease him by 
threatening to tell their parents. So he listened for signs of the girl’s 
presence–and heard them.
Jimmy frowned.
What the hell was that sound? He was puzzled. He could hear slurping and panting 
and moaning coming distinctively from above. It sounded suspiciously like a suck 
in progress! Jeez–did his kid sister have a guy in her bedroom? Whatever was 
happening upstairs, it just had to be interesting. He heard a whimper, followed 
by a juicy, squishing sound. Jimmy grinned fiendishly. His sister was doing 
something that she shouldn’t, he felt sure. It was hard to believe that she had 
actually sneaked a guy into her bedroom, but even if she was only finger-fucking 
herself, it was fascinating. Jimmy had often tried to sneak a look at Maryanne 
in the bathroom, or while she was getting dressed, and the idea of catching her 
in the midst of a hand-job was a wild turn-on. He heard another slurp.
Wow, he thought–her pussy must really be pulling on her fingers. Or maybe she’s 
frigging herself with a carrot or a salami or something! His eyes closed as such 
juicy visions paraded through his imagination. Jimmy had often thought about 
Maryanne as stimulant, while he was beating his meat. He’d pretend that his 
pumping fist was her sexy mouth or her creamy cunt, and the depravity of such 
incestuous fantasies had added to the thrill. Some of his most dynamic cum loads 
had spurted out over visions of the nubile girl, especially when his prick was 
aimed at the dirty clothes hamper, where her soiled panties lay, crotch upwards. 
Jeez–if he caught her in a compromising situation, maybe he could blackmail her 
into jacking him off. He didn’t dare hope he could get more than a hand-job out 
of her, and maybe a feel of her tits–not aware that his kid sister was every bit 
as horny as he was, and had frequently thought about her brother as she frigged 
her pussy to a frazzle.
As he listened, head cocked, to the moist sounds from above, his prick was on a 
rampage. Grimacing, rolling his eyes and baring his teeth, his face contorted by 
dark desire, Jimmy opened his fly. His cock shot out like a rocket, the warhead 
armed and glowing and the stalk humming with tension. That huge prick was a 
welcome addition to any sexy situation. His cockmeat was pounding like a drum. 
Jimmy was afraid of his hammering cockhead. He wrapped his fist around his 
prick. Then, intrigued, cock in hand, Jimmy began to tiptoe up the staircase to 
investigate those mysterious, exotic sounds.
But Bruno got to the girls first…
Slinking up behind the kneeling blonde, Bruno was flipping his tongue up and 
down, in anticipation of another juicy doggy yummy. He thrust his head out and 
slurped his tongue up her flooded crotch. Belinda squealed right up Maryanne’s 
cunthole when she felt that long hot tongue lapping at her cunt. She jerked, her 
blonde head rising slightly, but held firmly between Maryanne’s locked thighs. 
She squealed again, the sound echoing up Maryanne’s pussy. Maryanne’s clit 
fluttered like a reed in some meaty musical instrument on which Belinda was 
blowing. Belinda continued to tongue-fuck and suck, alternating the action with 
little squeals of delight.
The dog’s head went up and down as he tongued her with long slurps that started 
in her cunt bush, dragged up through her open gash and against her clit, then 
whipped on into the crack of her ass.
Belinda wriggled about, her nubile, curvaceous body squirming deliciously as she 
enjoyed a treat at both ends, relishing a mouthful of steaming cunt and cuntful 
of doggy tongue. She ground her cunt against the Alsatian’s snout without 
missing a slurp on Maryanne’s flooding fuckhole.
Maryanne was at the peak, wailing and shuddering as she started to cream.
Belinda fucked her tongue up into that foaming pussy, and her clit shot out 
against the dog’s drooling tongue, the joy equal at both ends. She felt as if 
her mouth were coming like a cunt. She salivated and Maryanne’s cuntjuice gushed 
in, creaming her slobber, adding to the sensation that her mouth was actually 
coming as it filled with cum cream.
“Come–come, baby–cream, darling–” Belinda urged, her tongue whipping in that 
foaming slot like a ladle in a churn, stabbing, whisking, stirring. She gurgled 
and gulped. Her tongue floated up Maryanne’s cunthole on a tide of cream and 
that cream poured out, flooding her maw.
Suddenly Bruno’s tongue was gone.
Sucking ravenously, Belinda switched her ass about, urging the doggy to continue 
feeding, wanting the thrill to continue at both ends. But then her haunches were 
pressed down under the dog’s weight as he sprang upon her.
Belinda cried out in surprise, but her mouth was so full of pussyjuice that only 
an indistinct bubbling sound emerged, and that sound was further muffled up 
Maryanne’s cunt. She tried to raise her head, but Maryanne’s clamped thighs held 
her securely in her crotch.
Bruno was mounted on Belinda’s ass like a trophy on a curved wall, his forepaws 
wrapped tightly around her hipbones, hauling her haunches back. His hindpaws 
scrambled on the carpet and his spine twisted as he shoved his prick out.
Belinda felt his hot cockhead bump against the back of her thigh like a 
battering ram. Her lips, clamped on Maryanne’s flowing pussy, turned up in a 
trembling smile. She had been startled when the brute first sprang on her 
ass–but now the naughty nymphette was pleased. Her cunt was seething again, lust 
inspired by the dog’s lapping and by the sweet, succulent pussy that was melting 
on her tongue. She had already savored a kinky session with the dog, enjoying a 
mouthful of dog cock and cum–and why shouldn’t she have a cuntful, as well?
Still mouthing Maryanne’s cunt, Belinda shifted and squirmed, trying to get her 
cunt angled so that the frantic dog could fuck his prick up her. But Bruno was 
missing the mark in his haste and urgency. He humped with vigor, but his 
cockhead either bounced from her thigh or rebounded from the cheek of her ass, 
or skimmed up through the ass crack. Bruno needed assistance, Belinda realized. 
The doggy was enthusiastic and more than willing, but this was virgin territory 
to him, alien soil he didn’t quite know how to plow. His powerful body rippled 
with muscle as he tried again and again to sink his cockshaft in her bubbling 
well, to drill for oil in her randy reservoir. His cock hit her ass like a 
bludgeon, beating and pounding. His balls swung in like scum-filled blackjacks, 
whacking into her crotch.
Feeling his bloated balls slap against her cunt slot, Belinda realized the 
problem. Bruno was mounted too high. His balls were swinging in at the angle 
that his cockhead should be following.
Thighs rippling, she hiked her ass higher, to help the brute get aimed right. 
But Bruno was clinging so tenaciously to her hips that when her ass heaved up, 
he went up with her. His prick missed the hairy target again, stirring up 
through the taut crack of her ass and dribbling a few globs of cum into the 
tight, puckered bud of her asshole.
The blonde reached back between her knees and got a handful of doggy balls. She 
started to drag him down by the balls, into position. But then Maryanne began to 
wail as she shuddered at the final crest and Belinda, still savoring that creamy 
feast, decided it would be better to get Maryanne sucked off to the dregs first, 
so that she would be able to concentrate without any distractions on getting her 
cunthole properly stuffed full of doggy prick.
Holding his balls and fondling them, Belinda worked Maryanne’s orgasm off with 
tongue and lips, swallowing the creamy juices as they poured into her mouth.
Maryanne sighed as another hot surge rippled across her belly and her fuckhole 
spilled the cream out in a foaming flood. Her cumming began to fade. She 
trembled all over, relishing the last twinges, feeling the last cum drops slide 
down her fuckhole and spill into Belinda’s lips. Her thighs parted, relaxing 
their grip on Belinda’s blonde head, but Belinda stayed buried in Maryanne’s 
crotch, her parted lips glued to the girl’s pussy, tongue stirring up the 
fuckhole and probing for another spasm.
Maryanne flipped her hip up, signifying that she was finished coming. In fact, 
as Belinda had before, Maryanne had discovered that having a tongue cream her 
cunt made her own tongue hot to do some pussy-lapping and, her own orgasm 
completed, she was eager to go down on Belinda again.
But there was a prior claim on the sexy blonde girl’s smoldering cunt now.
Raising her dark head, smiling and running her tongue across her lower lip 
suggestively, Maryanne saw that the Alsatian was mounted on Belinda as if she 
were a bitch in heat. Maryanne blinked and gasped. Belinda had raised her head, 
too, jaw dripping as her face came out of Maryanne’s crotch. The blonde girl 
grinned at her friend’s astonished expression.
“Fucking hell–Bruno wants to screw you!” Maryanne cried.
She twisted around to see if the dog had actually got stuck up Belinda’s cunt, 
and saw that he hadn’t. Belinda was holding his bloated balls, fondling then and 
rubbing then around in her creamy cunt gash, while his long thick cock was 
angled up the curve of her ass. His slick red cockhead was gleaming and slime 
bubbled down onto the cockshaft.
“Yeah–and I want him to!” Belinda groaned. “Help us, Maryanne–put his prick up 
my cunthole–” Maryanne hesitated, but not through any inhibitions about 
bestiality, now. Those were long gone. She hesitated through jealousy and envy. 
She would have loved a cuntful of that dynamic dog cock, herself. He was, after 
all, her doggy. But greedy Belinda had already sucked him off, and now she was 
going to fuck with him, and it didn’t seem fair. Yet what could Maryanne do? The 
dog was already mounted and clinging fast. She doubted that she could have 
dragged the powerful brute off her friend’s ass if she tried. The only way to 
get Bruno off Belinda, at this stage, was to get his balls emptied and his cock 
softened. Then Maryanne smiled wryly. As she’d been thinking, Bruno was her 
doggy–and she could have him whenever she wanted to, now that she knew the joy 
of dog cock. She simply had to wait for her turn.
Maryanne crawled down and knelt beside Belinda’s flank. She bent over and licked 
at the dog’s slimy cockhead, flicking her tongue against the bubbling tip and 
then, just for the hell of it, dipped down and stuck her tongue into Belinda’s 
asshole for a fleeting snack.
A glob of dog spunk had soaked into that tight little bud. Maryanne tongued it 
out, the slimy stuff flavored delicately by the tangy taste of Belinda’s 
shithole. Maryanne murmured as she slipped her tongue into the narrow crack. 
Belinda’s asshole was succulent, even after she had lapped all the dog cum out, 
and Maryanne was looking forward to giving that ass a thorough rimming out in 
the near future.
But at the moment there was a different task at hand, a dog cock to be guided 
into position.
Maryanne turned her face from side to side, taking a lick of asshole followed by 
a slurp on dog prick, wetting them both with her drool. Then she sighed, feeling 
deprived, and moved back. At the very least, she knew she would get to suck a 
load of dog jism out of Belinda’s cunthole, even if she couldn’t get her own 
cunt hosed by a hot cum load.
She moved her hand onto the dog’s balls, over Belinda’s fondling hand, then slid 
higher and folded her fist around the foot of his thundering prick, holding the 
long fucker as if it were a sword she gripped by the hilt, ready to thrust the 
blade into a wound already open and oozing.
She slowly dragged Bruno’s prick down through the crack of Belinda’s ass, 
pulling the weeping cockknob into the blonde girl’s sodden crotch. His cockhead 
flared and his mighty cockrod throbbed in Maryanne’s hand, driving her wild with 
desire. Her cunt felt hollow, yearning for a load of hard, hot, pounding 
cockmeat. Maryanne whimpered, wishing that there was another stiff prick 
available for her own neglected pussy.
She would have been astounded had she known how close a stiff prick was, and to 
whom that prick was attached.
Down the hallway tiptoed Jimmy, a grimace on his face and a cock in his hand and 
his brotherly balls bloated with cum. He was in for a shock… and a treat…
~~~~
CHAPTER SIX
“Put the fucker in my cunt!” wailed Belinda, jerking her ass and pumping her 
hips wildly in her impatience to get her pussy stuffed full of dog cock.
Maryanne held his prick by the root and tilted her wrist up and down, running 
his dripping cockhead up through Belinda’s gaping cuntslot like a spoon stirring 
a cream bowl. She was leaning over them, her cheek resting on the cheek of 
Belinda’s jolting ass, fascinated by the sight of that flaring slab of naked red 
cockmeat running up and down in Belinda’s pink cuntlips. She brushed the tip of 
the dog’s cock against Belinda’s clit and Belinda squealed. She slipped the 
bubbling cockknob into Belinda’s cuntslot and watched jism run into cuntjuice, 
like an alchemist blending two arcane fluids. The cunt juice was creamy and oily 
and the dog cum streaked it in thick lashings. The combined fuck fluids streamed 
down Belinda’s pussy gash.
“Please–please shove it up me!” wailed Belinda, so hot that she half expected 
her cunt to ignite.
Maryanne moved his bubbling cockknob up her cuntslot again, turned on by the 
sight and lingering over the foreplay before she slipped the cock into Belinda’s 
steaming cunt–but not as turned on as her brother, maybe…
Jimmy stood in the doorway with his eyes bulging out like two hard-boiled eggs 
and his jaw hanging open so wide it was almost resting on his breastbone and his 
massive prick leaping like a thunderbolt on his fist.
Sexy little Belinda Grey fucked dogs!
And his sister was assisting with the coupling!
He had often jerked off over thoughts of both of these wanton teenagers, turning 
on to fantasy. And now reality struck him so hard he staggered, almost fainting. 
His eyes darted back and forth. He saw the huge slab of dog cock stir up 
Belinda’s soaking cuntslot and he saw that his sister’s pussyjuice was 
overflowing down her thighs. Maryanne was leaning close over Belinda’s groin, 
her expression fascinated and–Jimmy gasped–her lips were all frothy with cum or 
cuntjuice–or both!
Still amazed, but with his shock fading away as he realized that this was not 
some wonderful dream, that it was the stuff of dreams made real, Jimmy grinned 
like a demon. His cock banged in his hand, demanding to be drained. But Jimmy 
held his prick firmly, not pumping it. Damned if he would milk off his own cum 
load when such better things awaited his cock. Nor would he settle for a 
sisterly hand-job, either. Not now. He had the goods on Maryanne and he was not 
adverse to blackmail if need be. But from the way her pussy was steaming and 
flooding, Jimmy had a pretty good idea that blackmail wouldn’t be necessary. She 
obviously needed some cock–and his cock hammered at the prospect.
But he struggled against the impulse to rush into the room, waiting, fascinated, 
for that bestial coupling to be completed up Belinda’s smoldering fuckhole…
“Please–please–put the fucker in me–I want his cock–give me all of it,” Belinda 
pleaded, as her cuntlips rippled as if trying to suck the dog’s prick into her 
pussy by their own suction.
Maryanne moaned, dragging his cockknob up that gash again, then took pity on her 
friend. She shifted her grip and pulled an inch of dog cock into Belinda’s cunt 
gash. Bruno yelped with doggy joy as he felt his cock fuck in. Half of his prick 
had vanished and the rest of the swollen red cockshaft throbbed in her 
pussyslot. Belinda shoved her ass back, whining like a dog herself, and all of 
Bruno’s cock fucked into her.
Bruno was angled right–and knew what to do next. He braced his haunches and 
clung to Belinda’s hips, his flanks quivering. Maryanne drew her hand away and 
cupped his balls for a moment, caressing the bloated bags wistfully, envying her 
blonde friend the steaming hot cum load that they contained. Then she moved her 
hand away, releasing the brute so he could go to work on Belinda’s cunt 
unhindered. The doggy tensed, panting and heaving. His cock was buried in her 
fuck slot. Her wet cuntlips pulled on that fat plunger, foamy juices soaking his 
balls.
Belinda wailed and squirmed her ass, churning that dog cock up her cunt.
Bruno threw his head up, as if about to bay at the moon, holding rigid as the 
girl squirmed before him. His tongue was hanging out, drooling onto Belinda’s 
back, and his eyes were glowing with animal lust, with the thrill of having a 
hot, wet, tight, human cunthole working on his doggy prick.
Belinda’s thighs tensed and she hiked her ass higher under the dog, lifting him 
on his hindlegs, his buried cock angling into her fuckhole like a lever across 
the fulcrum of her fiery clit. Holding her ass hiked up under his loins, she 
swayed from side to side, hips flashing, working his cockrod around in her 
pussy. She sank down again, her heart-shaped ass sinking onto her kneeling 
calves, pulling the dog’s prick down with her, and still corkscrewing her ass 
about, grinding her fuckhole around on the brute’s cockmeat.
Neither girl nor doggy were actually humping yet. The beast was holding steady, 
his prick buried up her pussy, and the girl was shifting from side to side, 
instead of shoving in and out on his cockrod.
Maryanne, observing in fascination, realized that Belinda’s suction cup of a 
cunt was holding the dog’s cock in by its own rippling action. Her pussy walls 
had clamped around his prick, molding pliable to the throbbing contours, while 
her cunt muscles began to work in a series of concentric rings, running up his 
cockshaft as if some secret fist inside her loins were jerking the brute off.
His fat prick was stuffing her pussy full, pumping pearly globs of cuntjuice 
out. The slime seeped down onto his balls. The flow lubricated her tight, 
clinging cunt. Then Bruno yelped and his powerful body leaped back. His haunches 
plunged forwards, again, fucking his prick in. At the same instant, Belinda 
moaned and slammed her cunthole back to meet his fuck-thrust, longing for every 
inch of that pounding prick.
The Alsatian’s cock sank in to the root. His swollen balls swung in and slapped 
against her crotch, hanging down into her cunt bush as, kneeling, she hiked her 
ass up and tilted her crotch at a higher angle. Belinda was filled to the core. 
Gasping with joy, she reached back and grabbed the dog’s balls, holding them in 
her golden triangle and, thereby, holding his prick buried to the hilt in her 
fuckhole. The dog was trying to commence humping in and out but, with his balls 
firmly grasped, he was unable to withdraw.
Gurgling with ecstasy, Belinda squirmed around on that full cuntload, thrilling 
to the joy of having her fuckhole stuffed to the depths and spread wide on his 
fat prick. Her face glowed radiantly. She was panting and gasping, jerking and 
writhing, impaled on the dog’s long cockshaft. She had never been so full of 
cock before. The dog’s cockhead felt like a lump of molten iron, throbbing deep 
in her belly, and his long, thick cockshaft was like a hairy crowbar, prying at 
her pussy walls, levering against her frenzied clit.
She turned to stare at Maryanne in wonderment. “He’s so fucking deep!” she 
wailed. “My God, Maryanne, I think his cockhead is gonna come out my mouth!”
Bruno whimpered unable to hump but grinding his buried prick around inside her, 
slobbering and panting with the thrill of having every inch of his hammering 
cockmeat buried in a soaking, sucking cunthole.
Belinda released her grip on his balls slightly. She pulled forwards, dragging 
her fuckhole off an inch of cockshaft. That inch came out sodden with lashing of 
pussy nectar. Belinda shoved her ass back, taking all of his cockmeat in again. 
Jerking spasmodically, she began to fuck her cunt up and down through half of 
his cockrod.
Wailing, the blonde dog lover released his balls then, arching under his weight. 
Bruno paused for a second and then, finding his cock unleashed, the brute began 
to fuck in and out of her cunt with savage energy.
His haunches humped, driving his prick in, and Belinda met him with equal vigor, 
shoving her fuckhole back to envelop his plunging prick, then twisting her hips 
as he withdrew so that her soaking cunt was wringing his cock.
“Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!” she cried, totally abandoned to the thrill of getting fucked by 
a dog.
“Ooooh!” Maryanne echoed, sharing that thrill vicariously–and yearning to get 
her own pussy stuffed full of that massive hunk of canine cock.
Belinda threw her head back, tossing her blonde curls and turning her face from 
side to side. She heaved her trim little ass up higher and the dog danced 
frantically on his haunches. His spine twisted as he fucked in to the hilt, his 
balls swinging back between his hindlegs, then out into her crotch. As his plug 
filled her hairy socket, he sprayed pussy juice from her fuckslot. Belinda was 
drenched from asshole to belly with her own overflow as Bruno pumped it from her 
pussy steadily. He was fucking so fast that his ass was a dark blur and his cock 
soared into her like a high-velocity missile. His tail swished wildly behind his 
driving ass and he dragged her back with his front paws as he fucked her.
As he neared the crest, his cock was expanding, getting hotter and thicker and 
spreading her cunt tunnel out around the swollen contours. He was fitted so 
tightly up her pussy now that when he pulled his prick out, he was dragging her 
with him, the pink cuntlips distending, almost turning her fuckhole inside out. 
His cockmeat hissed up her slit, tilting her pelvis on the powerful lunges. Her 
thighs tensed and relaxed as she rode under the brute, matching the intensity of 
his bestial fuck-lust.
“He’s fucking my cunt to jelly!” she wailed. “He’s fucking my brains out!”
Her white ass churned under his dark loins as he plunged in, pouring the prick 
to her fiercely, shoveling the phallic fuel to her fiery furnace. His balls were 
so bloated now that the doggy was snarling and growling in his desperation to 
unload his cum. Her tight, talented cunt was sweetly torturing his cock, pulling 
and dragging and sucking on the hard, hot cockmeat.
“Coming–oh, shit–coming!” the naught blonde wailed, as her clit sparked and 
detonated, setting off a massive blast up her cunthole. Her juices poured out 
thicker and hotter, streams of cum cream cascading from her cuntslot.
Belinda jerked wildly, tits swinging, ass jolting, her hips pumping 
spasmodically. Bruno fed the cockmeat to her faster than ever now, his fucker 
sliding in on the lubrication of her climax as he soared towards his own.
A spasm shook the dog so violently it seemed as if he might suddenly fly apart. 
His ass heaved in, tail lowered and dragging behind, balls swinging under. As he 
slammed his prick all the way up her foaming, creaming fuckhole, he howled. His 
balls burst and his hot fuckjuice splashed into the very depths of Belinda’s 
loins. She cried out with bliss when she felt that streaming doggy jism hosing 
her cunthole. Her clit exploded again, her fuckhole melted in another creamy 
crest as those thick jism jets shot into her. His cum was blistering hot. She 
felt as if the molten load was melting her pussyhole.
Belinda was so full of doggy cum that she thought she could hear it sloshing 
around inside her belly, great creamy tides of the turgid stuff coursing through 
her loins. Bruno fucked in and poured more slime up her and more cunt cream 
flooded into her slot to blend with his fuckjuice.
Then, whimpering, he shot his last wad and held her fast, paws dragging her ass 
back, his drained prick jammed all the way up her cunt. Not humping now, he 
clung to her, panting while the last of his cum trickled out of his balls and up 
his cockstalk and bubbled from his piss hole.
Belinda’s cunt muscles and pussylips pulled and sucked, milking dry, dragging 
out the last gooey globs into her sodden cunt.
Then she sank down under him, a blissful smile on her lips, her blue eyes glazed 
by satiation, by the joy of having creamed and the thrill of knowing that a dog 
had shot his steaming jism into her human fuckhole.
They stayed coupled for a few moments, both panting, a bizarre tableau of smooth 
white flesh and hairy dark flesh linked together by his buried prick and glued 
together by their sticky cum paste. Belinda wriggled her ass a little, making 
sure she had milked out every sweet drop, that no cum lurked in his cockhead.
Then the doggy, drained to the dregs, woofed and began to pull out. Her cunt 
clung to his cock so tightly that, for a moment, Belinda thought that they might 
be tied, stuck fast like a dog and a bitch–and that Maryanne might have to throw 
a bucket of cold water over them. But it wasn’t a worrying thought at all. It 
was lovely to have a cuntful of doggy cock, even now that the fucking and coming 
was completed. And horny Belinda would have been content to kneel there for 
hours, enjoying that fuckhole full–and maybe fucking again, in due course, 
without ever having uncoupled. But then his prick slid out, inch by inch, 
dragging her cunt folds out with his retreating cockstalk, pulling the folds of 
her pink pussylips out from her fuckhole. Those pliable folds dragged out like 
elastic, clinging to his withdrawing cockrod as long as they could. Then, with a 
slurp, his big red cockhead popped out of her cunt and the doggy hopped off her 
ass.
He stood stiff-legged, shaking his shaggy head. His cock lurched once, standing 
out under his belly, parallel with the floor. Maryanne whimpered as she gazed at 
that hard cock, hoping that her doggy would be good for another fuck–a fuck she 
so desperately needed!
Her cheek was still resting on the trembling curve of Belinda’s ass. Without 
taking her eyes off the dog’s cock, Maryanne tilted her face down and clamped 
her parted lips over Belinda’s drenched cunt slot. She slid her tongue up the 
slimy fuckhole and greedily sucked the juices from the blonde’s sodden pussy. 
Maryanne moaned as her mouth filled up with the succulent sauce, floating her 
tongue and tantalizing her taste buds. Both cum and cuntjuice were delicious and 
the two, blended together, were a gourmet’s delight.
Then, giving Belinda’s pussy a last loving slurp, Maryanne crawled over to 
Bruno, on all fours, plump tits swaying under her. Her tongue was sticking out 
and her cunt was flooding under her ass. Bruno eyed her, skittering sideways. 
His cock began to droop down. Maryanne wailed in dismay as she watched his 
cockmeat shrink and retract. Desperate with need, she shoved her head under him 
and, without using her hands, slurped his cockhead into her wide-open mouth.
She nursed on the slimy cockmeat, lips gently pulling, tongue sliding around 
against the underside of the rubbery wedge, savoring again the delicacy of cum 
and cuntjuice, spiced this time by the gamy flavor of cockmeat.
But suck as she would, the dog’s prick continued to shrink and soften.
Greedy Belinda had drained him again!
Desperate, Maryanne slid down, taking all of the brute’s cock balls-deep into 
her mouth, kissing his balls at the end of that mouthful. She slid the collar of 
her lips up and down the limp prick. She sucked on his collapsed balls, willing 
them to swell again. She was gasping with bitter frustration, whining with 
desire, desperate with deprivation. Her tongue flew all over his cock and, 
willing to try anything that might get the dumb brute excited again, she slid 
around behind him, lifted his bushy tail, and began to lick out his asshole. But 
to no avail.
Bruno hung his head and stood there, his whole body stiff–except for his cock. 
That sorry object was withdrawing back into his loins. The red cockknob, 
polished to a gleam in Maryanne’s mouth, vanished inside the hairy sheath, and 
then that limp sheath tucked back into his belly, so that only a useless nubbin 
lolled out in front of his spent balls.
With a cry of despair, Maryanne plucked her tongue out of the Alsatian’s 
shithole and sat on her ass, sobbing in her pitiful, unsatisfied urgency.
Belinda felt a bit guilty as she saw her friend’s grief. She knew that she had 
been selfish, milking two loads out of Maryanne’s doggy and having none for 
Maryanne.
“Sorry, honey.” she whispered.
“You greedy, greedy pig!” Maryanne wailed.
“Want me to suck you off?” Belinda offered.
Maryanne smiled sadly. It was a kind offer, and a lot better than nothing. But 
she’d already had plenty of sucking and now she yearned for a fuck.
“I need stiff prick!” she moaned.
And, stepping into the room with his huge cock looming before him, her brother 
said: “Will this one do?”
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CHAPTER SEVEN
Maryanne’s head snapped around and gasped in shock when she saw her brother and 
realized that the boy had been watching while she lapped out Belinda’s drenched 
cunt and sucked on the dog’s prick. Naturally, the girl was mortified. She 
blushed deeply and lowered her eyes–and found herself staring at her brother’s 
gigantic cock and balls. She glanced up at his face again, timidly, and saw that 
the youth was not disgusted or scandalized or outrage.
Far from it. Jimmy was showing his teeth in a wicked grin.
Belinda giggled nervously, not sure how this sibling confrontation was going to 
work out and a bit embarrassed, too, at knowing Maryanne’s brother had seen her 
getting fucked by the doggy. If Jimmy were to blab that news around school, it 
wouldn’t do her reputation any good at all–although it might make her popular 
with dog owners.
Jimmy advanced behind his jutting hard-on. The horny youth was hotter than he’d 
ever been before after witnessing the sexy blonde and the dog fucking, followed 
by the tantalizing sight of his nubile kid sister lapping up the creamy results. 
If incest was wicked, it was all the more thrilling because of it. Now that cock 
and balls that he had so often emptied by hand, while thinking about his sister, 
moved towards that seductive sister, drawn to her naked flesh like an iron 
filing to a magnet.
And Maryanne watched her brother approach with similar emotions. Like Jimmy, the 
naughty girl had frequently savored incestuous fantasies while she was frigging 
her cunt, and now the object of those dark desires was bared to her gaze, more 
thrilling in the flesh than in her wildest dreams. She stared at Jimmy’s prick 
as if hypnotized. His cockhead was gleaming and the thick, dark vein that ran 
down his cockstalk was pulsating and his balls were enormous with his cum load. 
He worked his cock muscles. The huge cockrod swayed and Maryanne’s head moved, 
swaying like a cobra entranced by the fakir’s weaving flute.
Bruno, his balls drained and having no concept of incest in his doggy awareness, 
looked on with mild interest. And Belinda, who knew that incest was really 
naughty, stared from brother to sister in fascination. She hoped that they would 
do something bad, so that Jimmy couldn’t blow the whistle on her about dog 
fucking without retaliation–but mainly she hoped they would misbehave because it 
would be so much fun.
Jimmy stepped right up before his kneeling sister, his groin level with her 
face. She tore her eyes off his prick and looked up into his eyes questioningly. 
She was no longer blushing.
“Kiss my prick, Sis,” Jimmy rasped.
Maryanne hesitated for a moment, some last doubts and misgiving lingering, then 
fading away. She needed cock–and Jimmy had a superb cock and there it was, right 
in her face, and if it was taboo to suck sibling prick, so fucking what? Fate 
had brought them together, so let fate take the blame.
Her raven head bobbed forwards and she kissed the underside of his cockhead, 
where that fat wedge flared out from his thick cockstalk and the dark ventral 
vein spread out into a meaty delta. Her lips brushed under his prickknob and she 
pressed her nose to the tip, sniffing his musky arousal. She flickered her 
tongue against the swollen slab. Jimmy groaned and his pisshole gaped open wide. 
A frothy cascade of cum bubbled out and slid down his cockshaft. Maryanne blew 
on his cockmeat and more cum oozed out, sliming the crown.
He humped, sliding his cock up along her pursed lips and cute little upturned 
nose. She sniffed his cockmeat like a truffle pig seeking buried delicacies. She 
tossed her head, dark hair swaying, rubbing her nose and lips against his prick. 
He humped again, sliding his prickknob along her cheek. The purple slab loomed 
out, netted in strands of ebony hair.
“Suck my cock, Sis,” Jimmy groaned, grating his teeth, his eyes narrowed to 
glowing slits.
He was confident. His sister sucked dog cock, and it seemed only logical that 
she would not balk at his big cock. His cockshaft throbbed, and his balls 
swelled more. Cock slime squeezed out of his open pisshole, running like 
quicksilver down his cockshaft. Maryanne whimpered. Her pink tongue pushed out 
and fluttered against his fucker. Her head bobbed down and she ran her flattened 
tongue up his cockstalk from the hilt to the knob with a slow, slurping stroke. 
She lapped up his cum from his cock and her slobber poured down to his balls.
Maryanne whimpered and trembled as she tasted her brother’s succulent slime, 
licking it from his prickmeat. She tongued up and down his cock and against the 
underside of his cockknob. His jism was pouring out in a flood now, coating her 
tongue and streaking her lips. She arched her slender back and thrust her pert 
tits out, holding his cock and balls against them. She brushed his cockknob 
against her stiff nipples, then edged it into her deep cleavage. Jimmy lurched, 
fucking up between her tits. And as the head of his prick came squeezing out, 
Maryanne tongued it with enthusiasm. Then she kissed the slimy tip of his 
cockhead and her mouth opened slowly around the huge wedge.
“Yeah! Take it in your mouth, Sis,” Jimmy croaked. “Let me shoot my jizz in your 
fucking mouth!”
She purred, sucking adoringly on his cockknob, her lips collaring his fat, 
veined prick and her tongue sliding against the underside. She worked on his 
cockhead for a few juicy moments, then began to bob her head up and down, 
feeding more of his cock in.
His pre-cum flow was already as abundant as the average guy’s cum load, the 
savory cock slime seeping onto her tongue and lips, whetting the horny girl’s 
appetite, causing her to whimper for his full load. She ducked down and took his 
cockknob into her cheek, then went down again and let the bloated wedge run back 
to her gullet. Cum poured down her throat. She gurgled and gulped, mouthing his 
sweet cockmeat ravenously, adoring the seepage from his pisshole and yearning 
for the magic moment when those big brotherly balls blew.
Cupping his balls in her hand, she fondled them, squeezing gently, as if trying 
to coax his cum load out by pressure. He humped, fucking into her mouth. She 
ducked her head down to meet his thrusts, taking all of his cock into her greedy 
maw now. Her chin brushed against his balls and her nose nestled in his wiry 
crotch hair.
Jimmy shifted his weight from foot to foot, heaving as he pumped the prick into 
her open mouth, plunging balls-deep in that hot mouth. Maryanne had gone suck 
crazy, slobbering like a dog down his cockstalk, gulping on his prick as if she 
were trying to swallow it.
He fucked into the O of her lips, skimmed over her flaring tongue, jamming back 
to her throat and tilting her dark head back on her neck. Maryanne was gorging 
herself on her brother’s giant fucker and drinking his slime as it oozed out. 
Soft, moist sounds came muffled from her mouth, punctuated by little gasps and 
moans and whimpers. Jimmy was panting like a dog, and his cock was as delicious 
as the dog’s, the hot succulence driving her wild.
Maryanne drew her mouth off his prick for a moment, so she could look at what 
she was eating. More jism foamed from his pisshole, as thick as cream as it 
lathered the pulpy slab and oozed down his cockshaft. She moaned with lust and 
slipped the collar of her lips over his creamy prickknob again, nursing 
voraciously.
Jimmy groaned, swaying back and forth as he fucked in and out. He placed an open 
hand behind her dark head, holding her on his prick as he fucked between her hot 
lips. He groaned again, a strangled sound, and his whole body shuddered.
“Here it comes, Sis!” he gasped.
Maryanne whimpered in hungry expectation.
Suddenly her mouth was full of cum.
His first spurt of jism came out with such force and speed that Maryanne had a 
mouthful before she realized his pisshole was squirting cum. The stuff was 
molten hot and thick as molasses. She gulped frantically, swallowing just in 
time to make room for his second gooey geyser. Cock spume hit the roof of her 
mouth and flooded her tongue. She drank his cum down and he fed her more of the 
wonderful stuff.
She moaned with the joy of swallowing her brother’s cum. Her cheeks drew in, her 
lips curled outwards on his cockshaft and her tongue was going crazy, her taste 
buds exploding like her clit. Her mouth felt like a vacuum cleaner as she sucked 
him dry.
Jimmy cried out, staggering, feeling as if his sister were pulling his cum out 
from his heels, great rivers of slime that shot up his legs and into his asshole 
and then came foaming from his throbbing cockhead. He thought that she must be 
sucking more than cum out through his prick, that his blood and bones and brains 
must be melting and spilling into her maw. He hosed her with a spurt, shot a jet 
of jizz onto her tongue and then creamed a gooey wad into her cheek. Maryanne 
took it all, gurgling as she swallowed, and sucked for more.
At last his prick stopped squirting and Jimmy stood, weak-legged and panting. 
Maryanne nursed a last nugget of fuckjuice out of his pisshole, then drew her 
drenched lips away, gazing at the prick she had emptied so thoroughly and gorged 
herself so deliciously upon. That massive cocklance still stood, rock hard and 
rampant. His pisshole was no longer dripping, because she had sucked out every 
drop, but his cockknob was polished and glossy from her saliva and his 
prickshaft glistened with slobber, running down to his balls–and those balls 
were already starting to swell again!
Maryanne smiled with her slimy lips.
That bellyful of cum had been a joy–and now it was time for a cunthole full of 
incestuous cockmeat!
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CHAPTER EIGHT
Belinda was eyeing Jimmy’s mighty cock wistfully, her cunt hot and her mouth 
hungry again. But now it was her turn to feel envious and deprived. She had been 
selfish with the dog, and now Maryanne was not about to share her brother’s 
prick with the greedy blonde.
She shot a glance at Bruno, thinking that another load of doggy jism would be 
welcome, but the well-emptied brute showed no signs of renewed vigor.
Maryanne had leaned in and given Jimmy’s cock and balls a few more tongue 
swipes, just to make sure that he was as hard and hot as possible. Then the 
insatiable teenager sat back on her ass, her knees uplifted. A puddle of 
pussyjuice seeped out under her crotch. She smiled invitingly up at her brother, 
then sank down on her back, legs apart, her slim body arched and her groin 
tilted up.
Jimmy stared at her cunt, looking past the head of his towering prick as if it 
were a gun-sight. Her open cuntslot split her raven cunt bush, streaming like a 
river. Now that his balls had been drained once, Jimmy hesitated for a moment. 
Getting a blow-job from his sister had been naughty enough, but actually fucking 
her cunt was a pretty serious matter–but pretty damned inviting, as well. As he 
stared at her, Maryanne squirmed and made her cunt muscles pulse and ripple. Her 
juicy slot opened wider, awash with cunt cream. Jimmy groaned. His cock seemed 
to have taken control, dragging the rest of him in its wake!
He sank to her knees between her thighs. His prick loomed out over her flat 
belly, casting an elongated shadow up her smooth flesh. Maryanne looked down, 
seeing how high up her torso that shadow stretched, and she shuddered, thinking 
of how deep up her fuckhole his cockmeat would reach.
“Fuck me, Jimmy–shove your big prick up my cunt and fuck my ass off,” she 
whimpered.
Jimmy hiked his ass up and aimed his prick down at her steaming cunt, Very 
slowly, he pushed the flaring cockknob towards her open pink pussyslot. He knew 
that was no need to fit it in her by hand. His cock seemed to know the right 
angle and trajectory, like a heat seeking rocket locked on her fiery fuckhole. 
Taking his weight on his hands and knees so that no portion of their bodies 
touched except his cockhead and her cunthole, Jimmy nudged the tip of his prick 
into her pussy.
Maryanne jerked and her cuntlips sucked on his cockhead. She hiked up, brushing 
her explosive clit against his cockshaft. Her pussy was dragging him in, by 
suction, pulling his prick up her cunthole inch by precious inch. He knelt over 
her, not moving except for the trembling that shook him, feeling her pussy suck 
his cock steadily deeper. Her wet cunt walls molded around the contours of his 
cock, pulling and dragging like a Chinese finger trap. Then her ass heaved and 
she slammed her cunt down and Jimmy gasped as he felt his huge cock fuck in to 
the balls.
They were still not touching at any point except for their coupled cock and 
cunt. He stared down at her radiant face and she smiled up at him. There was 
still jism on her lips. Her tongue slid across her lips, lapping at the 
congealing slime. A lock of damp hair fell over his forehead as he tossed over 
her, feeling her fuckhole working on his buried cockmeat, massaging his cock 
inside her belly.
He pulled out until only his cockknob was in her cuntslot, paused, then fed her 
a long, rippling, underslung fuck-stroke that buried his cockshaft to the hilt 
again. His balls bumped against her upthrust ass and her cuntlips were plastered 
around the hairy hilt of his prick.
When he tried to pull out for another stroke, her cunt sucked on his fucker so 
firmly that he was unable to retract it. Maryanne giggled as he grimaced. She 
had him stuck fast up her fuckhole, trapped in her suction box. Jimmy tried to 
hump again and her cunt gripped him fast. With every inch of his long prick 
buried, she used her cunt muscles to make her pussy ripple up and down his cock. 
He moaned when he felt her fuckhole frigging him.
But now Maryanne wanted to feel the friction of his cock as it fucked in and 
out, as much as Jimmy wanted to fuck it to her. She let her cunt walls relax and 
slacken slightly, still clinging to his prick but no longer holding him in a 
tight clamp. When he pulled back again, his thick prick came pulsing from her 
slot. Her cuntlips snapped shut around his cockstalk, preventing his cockhead 
from slipping out. With his cockknob buried, his cream-soaked cockshaft bolted 
them together. He grunted and fucked in again. Maryanne met him, grinding her 
hips and slamming her pussy down as he plowed up her fuckhole. His ass began to 
weave a wild pattern as it propelled his prick in and out. Still touching only 
at that vital point where they were linked, Jimmy changed the angle. His ass 
lowered and he fed her an upwards fuck-thrust, then hiked up and he fucked down 
into her, driving her ass against the floor. His hips switched and he poured the 
prick in from one side, then the other. His long, slippery prickshaft was 
running across her frenzied clit with every stroke, driving Maryanne crazy.
Maryanne had been so hot from all the sucking she had done that her pussy began 
to melt almost with the first fuck-stroke. As her cunthole welled up with cum 
cream, Jimmy’s cock slid in and out faster, He was fucking her furiously, as if 
trying to fuck her right through the floor.
She felt his cockmeat throb far up in her belly, so deep it was making her eyes 
water and her mouth drool. She met his vigor, jerking and jolting and fairly 
screaming as wave after wave of joy ripped through her, racking her with the 
sweet spasms of a multiple coming.
“Cream my cunt, Jimmy!” she cried, yearning for a load of brotherly jism hosing 
her down, adding his thick slime to her own creamy flow.
The magic action of her pussy, enhanced by the dark knowledge that he was 
fucking his sister, drove Jimmy towards the peak again. Looking down at her 
face, at that mouth that has milked him off and swallowed his cock slime, the 
boy began to grasp and shudder. He could feel his balls swell more with every 
thrust up her pussy. As they swung in and slapped against her jerking ass, he 
could almost hear his cum load swirl and slosh. He stared down, watching his 
thick prickrod pull out from her cunt, dripping and streaming, then vanish to 
the hilt up that fuckhole.
Jimmy was not conscious of willing the movement at all. He felt as if he were 
simply being dragged along after his cock and balls, towed in the wake of that 
meaty missile, unnecessary baggage hauled by his mighty fucking engine as it 
flew up her sodden cunt tunnel.
“Oh!” he gasped, as his balls began to burst, ignited by the long fuse of his 
smoldering prick. His mouth dropped open and his eyes misted. His body jerked 
convulsively. “Oh, shit–here it come, Sis–take it!”
“Yeah–yeah–pour it to me, Jimmy!” cried wanton Maryanne. “Hose my cunt–flood my 
fuckhole–fill me with all your hot, thick slime!”
His jism went into her like a stream from a fire hose, thick spurts hitting her 
with such force that he almost blew her off the end of his cock. Maryanne 
wailed, creaming each time she felt a jizz jet shoot into her pussy. Jimmy’s ass 
jolted back on the recoil as cum sped from his cockhead. He pumped the prickmeat 
to her pussy, coming as he plunged in and coming again as he pulled out. His 
fuckjuice was pouring out of his cock in a steady string, a slimy rope of thick 
cum unwinding from his balls. Maryanne danced and jerked on the end of that cum 
stream, her own steaming pussy cream gushing out to mix with his cum in her 
cunt.
Jimmy groaned as he pumped the last squirt up her, slumping on hands and knees, 
head hanging down. Maryanne kept on squirming on his stationary fuckstick, 
working off the last dregs of her creamy coming. Then she sank back, sprawled 
out on the floor, smiling dreamily. She had really and truly enjoyed that fuck, 
with no part of their bodies touching except for the iron-hard lever of his 
prick as it wedged and churned up her foaming fuckhole and hosed her with cum. 
She was delighted that she and her handsome brother had started fucking and 
sucking. It made the future look rosy. With a horny brother and a randy doggy 
and a hot-tongued girlfriend, Maryanne knew she would never have to look very 
far for fun and frolic again. She could get all she wanted without even leaving 
her own bedroom.
Then, across that bedroom, she heard Belinda cursing and whimpering.
Maryanne and Jimmy, still stick together, both turned to look at the lascivious 
blonde whose suggestions had started this whole wonderful scene.
Belinda, with her cunt turned into a raging inferno again–from having played the 
audience while Maryanne got fucked in mouth and cunt by her brother–had crawled 
over to the Alsatian and was desperately trying to get his cock hard. Kneeling 
over the brute as he lay on his flank, she was frigging his limp cock furiously, 
bending down and holding it to her mouth, tongue flashing, doing all she knew 
how to stiffen his fucker. But to no avail. Being only a dumb brute, Bruno was 
not turned on by vicarious thrills. He didn’t even know that it was wrong for a 
brother to fuck his sister, dumb dog that he was. His balls had been well and 
truly drained already, his doggy imagination was limited and, try as she would, 
Belinda could not arouse him.
“You son of a bitch!” she wailed, in her abject frustration, jerking his prick 
so hard that she would have snapped it off, had it not been limp.
Then she realized that the loud and frantic action across the room had ceased, 
that a fuck was no longer in progress. She twisted away from the useless mutt 
and crawled over to Jimmy and Maryanne, a hopeful look in her eyes. Grasping 
Jimmy by the balls, she pulled his prick gently out of Maryanne’s cunthole. That 
cream-filled slot overflowed as it emptied, cum and cunt slime flooding down her 
crotch.
Jimmy’s prick stood straight out as it drew from his sister’s pussy. Belinda 
gurgled joyfully and switched her grip from his balls to his cock. But then she 
wailed in dismay as that splendid cock twitched, jerked, and began to wilt. She 
frigged his cockshaft frantically, but instead of getting stiff again, the long 
fucker only flopped about in a meaty coil, the cockknob whipping from side to 
side, dripping with cum. Belinda crammed his prick into her open mouth. Limp 
now, the cockrod bent, winding in a slippery curl in her cheeks. She opened her 
mouth wider and sucked his balls in, as well, nursing on his whole meatrack. His 
cock was delicious, even soft, and spiced by the familiar flavor of his sister’s 
tangy cunt cream, but it refused to stiffen.
“Oh, shit,” she moaned, spitting his limp prick out in disgust.
Jimmy smiled sheepishly and gave a little diffident shrug. He would very much 
like to fuck the sexy blonde–and knew that soon he would–but for the moment he 
was finished. Just as greedy Belinda had drained the doggy dry, so had Maryanne 
milked her brother to the dregs, sapping his potency with her mouth and pussy.
The girls stared at each other, sharing the feeling of frustration. Belinda was 
smoking hot but Maryanne, although she’d just creamed, was still horny, as well. 
Incest was such a thrilling thing that coming on her brother’s prick and feeling 
his jism foaming in her cunt only made the oversexed teenager yearn for more.
“I need some cock!” Belinda wailed.
“Me, too,” Maryanne agreed, causing her brother to blink in amazement at her 
insatiability. “I haven’t had any animal cock at all, yet.”
Suddenly a strange look came into Belinda’s eyes. She grinned lewdly.
“Didn’t you say that your uncle had a billy goat!” she asked, her voice husky 
with excitement.
“Oh, wow–you wanna?” Maryanne cried, obviously thrilled by the idea.
Jimmy looked back and forth between the two girls, astounded by such 
depravity–and delighted, as well…
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CHAPTER NINE
Because the girls were both in such a naughty mood, they decided to sneak down 
to Uncle Henry’s house just as they were–stark naked. It wasn’t really very 
risky, because there was a line of trees that would conceal them and the area 
was rather secluded, but still there was a slight danger of being seen, and that 
added to the thrill of the adventure.
Jimmy went out the back door first, looking around. He was still dressed but his 
prick, soft now but still impressive, hung in a meaty curve down his thigh. It 
was quivering a bit now, starting to regain vitality. Seeing no one around, he 
signaled to the eagerly waiting girls.
Belinda and Maryanne came out, giggling like little wood nymphs. Jimmy eyed 
their bouncy tits and nubile loins and trim little asses. His exposed prick gave 
another promising lurch.
The girls darted to the shelter of the trees. Jimmy lingered behind for a 
moment, admiring their bare asses as they ran, then followed. A moment later, 
Bruno pushed the screen door open with his nose and started trotting after the 
adventurous teenagers. Like Jimmy, he didn’t have a hard-on, but his heavy prick 
was starting to expand again. He ran on past Jimmy and pranced at the girls’ 
heels, sniffing at their asses as they ran along towards Uncle Henry’s. 
Naturally, they thought that Uncle Henry would be at work, and that only the 
horny goat would be there for their amusement.
But Uncle Henry wasn’t at work at all…
Uncle Henry was lazy. That was why he had a goat, for one thing. The hairy 
eating machine kept the grass and the weeds cropped, saving Henry from having to 
mow the lawn. And Henry was so lazy, too, that he only worked when he had to. 
Since he was too lazy to spend much money, that was seldom. And today was not 
one of those days.
So Uncle Henry was at home, doing nothing and, incidentally, feeling a bit 
horny. He had taken his cock and balls out and was regarding them, frowning as 
he tried to make up his mind whether it was worth the effort needed to give 
himself a hand-job. His cock stood straight up, big and hard and throbbing, and 
his balls really did need to be drained off, bloated as they were. This was a 
troublesome decision for Uncle Henry. He simply hated to expend any more energy 
than was absolutely necessary to live–like eating and breathing and shitting–and 
yet it was very unpleasant to have such a hard prick and swollen balls. 
Grimacing distastefully at the very idea of rigorous activity, Uncle Henry 
reached down and handled his prick, folding his fingers around the cockshaft. 
And he slowly began to jack off. His grimace changed to one of lust.
It felt damned good to be stroking his thundering prick. But it was a vicious 
circle because as it began to feel great he naturally stroked his prick faster 
and stroking faster, began to expend a lot of precious energy both in the hand 
action and the heavy breathing that accompanied it. He groaned and his prick 
gave such a mighty lurch, bucking like a bronco, that it threw his fist right 
off it. His hand fell away and his cock stood rampant and defiant and Henry 
sighed, starting to reach for the fucker again, then paused, tilting his head 
and listening.
He heard the excited giggling of the girls coming from somewhere close. It 
sounded as if they were in his own back yard, in fact. Henry didn’t give a shit 
about trespassers, being far too indolent to chase then away or even shout at 
them. But today, being horny, he thought the presence of nubile young ladies 
might be helpful. If he could look at sexy girls while he jacked off, he would 
undoubtedly came faster, thereby wasting less energy in the process of emptying 
his balls.
Henry got up and moved to the window and saw such a remarkable sight that he 
began to hop up and down with enthusiasm, which was rare for Henry. But it was a 
rare sight.
Uncle Henry’s goat was tethered to a post on a long lead, so that it could eat 
its way through a wide circle, cropping the grass close, before Henry had to 
move the post. It was a brawny sturdy beast with coarse, grayish-white hair and 
a classic billy goat beard. It had big, wickedly curved horns on its head and 
its cock hung heavily under its loins.
Munching on a rusty tin can, the goat suddenly looked up, its big yellow eyes 
alert for danger, ready to defend itself with horn and hoof against any 
intruders. But then the brute sniffed, and the alarm in its eyes changed to 
interest.
Out of the trees came two naked teenagers followed by a big black Alsatian, 
lapping at their cute little asses. A young man followed, his prick exposed. The 
goat was fascinated. He gazed at the dog and dismissed the beast. No silly dog 
would dare to challenge his horns. Then he gazed at the young man, and dismissed 
him, too, with a sort of goatish shrug.
Then the animal turned his attention on the bouncy, nubile girls. He chomped on 
the tin can, then let it drop from his jaws. His lips rolled back from his big, 
blunt teeth. His black nose rippled and flared as the spicy scent of hot pussy 
drifted to him. The girls were equally hot, their crotches steaming fragrantly 
and slick ribbons of pearly cuntjuice rolling down their sleek thighs.
The goat’s proud prick began to swell immediately, much to the delight of the 
girls–and the total fascination of Uncle Henry who, hopping up and down at the 
window, even forgot to be lazy.
“Ooooh–look at his fucking cock!” Belinda squealed, her blue eyes wide with 
enthusiasm as she stared at the goat’s swelling fucker.
“Yeah! And look at his fucking tongue, too,” Maryanne added, grinning 
lasciviously. She had ulterior motives in calling Belinda’s attention to the 
goat’s lapper–Maryanne, deprived of her own doggy’s cock, was determined to have 
the goat’s huge cock. “They say that a goat will eat anything, right?”
Both girls giggled again. They moved closer side by side, hips brushing. A 
double dose of tangy pussy fragrance steamed from between their legs. The goat 
tossed his head, beard swinging and his big horns sweeping upwards. His prick 
jerked under him, as if connected by some mysterious linkage to the horns on his 
head, tossing when they did. His balls swung at the root of his cockshaft and 
his cockhead came sliding out from the hairy gray sheath. That huge slab of 
naked cockmeat was glossy black and slick like a lump of obsidian. He 
side-stepped, on the end of his lead, his cloven hooves prancing, his whole 
muscular body quivering excitedly. The girls moved to the circumference of his 
tethered circle and the goat strained at his lead, circling towards them, Bruno 
had halted, eyeing the goat’s hooves and horns worriedly. The dog’s own cock was 
partially stiff now, slowly rising to another hard-on. It wasn’t nearly as 
enormous as the goat’s prick but, being only a dumb animal, Bruno didn’t feel at 
all envious.
Jimmy did, a little. He, too, was starting to get hard again, his naked cock 
slowly stirring out from his thigh and stretching out parallel with the ground, 
then snapping up towards the angle of total erection. Jimmy felt a little 
sheepish about having his hard-on dwarfed by the goat’s gigantic cock, but he 
shrugged it off. It was silly to be jealous of a goat’s prick, the boy reasoned.
Jimmy halted beside the doggy, both of their cocks sprouting steadily, but 
unnoticed by the mischievous girls, who were enchanted by the goat.
Belinda stepped up in front of the beast, rising onto her toes and bringing her 
groin level with his bearded jaw. His soft, dark nostrils glistened moistly as 
they rippled, inhaling her sweet aroma. Belinda was being charitable now. Well 
aware of how greedy she had been with the dog’s cock, she was willing to give 
Maryanne first crack at the goat’s prick, but she intended to make use of the 
beast’s tongue, at least.
She reached out and gasped him by the horns, feeling the power in the mighty 
brute as his head jerked upwards. His long flowing beard swept against her 
blonde cunt bush. Her thighs parted and she dragged the goat’s muzzle into her 
cunt. His wet nostrils flared in her hot pussy and she squealed. His lips rolled 
back and he nibbled gently in her succulent pasture, grazing with goatish 
gluttony. Holding fast to both horns, like a pilot guiding an airplane, she 
dragged his snout around in her grinding crotch. The goat snorted and his tongue 
lashed out, whipping into her creamy cuntslot and slurping over her fiery clit. 
Belinda moaned at the sweet sensation. The goat slapped his tongue in again, 
rumbling. He had eaten many things in his lifetime, but nothing as scrumptious 
as this. Horns tossing in her hands and beard sweeping against her thighs, the 
brute tongued out her fuckhole.
Maryanne had knelt down beside the goat’s hairy flank. She watched her blonde 
girlfriend fuck his muzzle for a moment, envious of his tongue but knowing she 
had something even better in front of her. Belinda jerked, rising up and down on 
trembling thighs. Cunt cream lathered the goat’s nose and ran back along her 
steaming pussyslot in a lather.
Watching Belinda, Maryanne reached out without looking and cupped the goat’s 
balls in her open hand. Those massive balls ballooned and she gasped, tearing 
her eyes away from Belinda and staring at the handful. It felt as if she was 
palming a basketball!
She squeezed gently and felt his cum load shift inside the hairy ball-sac. She 
slid her hand up onto his cockshaft and closed her fingers around the hilt. That 
mighty goat cock was so thick she could barely span it. Her fingers just touched 
and then, when his cockstalk throbbed, drew apart. She skimmed up his cockshaft 
and fingered his glossy back cockhead. It pulsed and flared, spreading out in a 
wider wedge.
The goat had never taken part in a threesome before. The animal was confused, 
not knowing which end to concentrate on. He grazed voraciously on Belinda’s 
drooling pussy and his hairy haunches heaved as he began to fuck through 
Maryanne’s skimming fist. She began using both hands on his cockmeat now, 
pulling up and pushing down, then bringing her fists together halfway up his 
elongated cockrod.
The cleft opened wide in the tip of his prickknob and globs of gooey goat 
pre-cum oozed out.
Maryanne whimpered at the sight. His cum was yellowish and thick as glue. It 
streaked the slippery black meat of his cockhead and trickled back onto his 
hairy cockstalk. Her hands skimmed fluidly up and down the lubricated cock. 
Maryanne was trembling with lust. She forced her hands to slow down on his 
pounding prick, afraid that she might accidentally spill his rocks by hand–and 
knowing there were far better places for the beast to squirt his fuckjuice.
Maryanne was eager to feel that mighty goat cock slamming into her cunthole, but 
that posed a problem at the moment. With Belinda astride his head, Maryanne 
couldn’t figure out how to assume a fucking position.
But her mouth was watering, too.
She skimmed back to his balls and squeezed them, feeling the abundance of his 
spunk load.
“I hope you can come twice, you hairy bastard,” Maryanne whispered.
She slid her head under the beast, her lust-contorted face right in front of his 
cockhead. She stared at the black slab, seeing the pre-cum ooze from his 
pisshole. She pressed her nose against his meat and snuffled, inhaling the gamy 
animal musk. Her tongue slid out and she lapped a glob of thick jism from his 
pisshole, gasping with the joy as that slimy blob flowed on her taste buds. She 
swallowed it and licked another creamy glob out of his bubbling cleft.
Goat cum was like ambrosia and nectar to the cock-hungry girl, driving her wild, 
whetting her depraved appetite and sending her into a cock-sucker’s frenzy.
She slid her tongue around all over his dark cockknob, slobbering on his prick 
as she lapped up pre-cum. Holding his cock between both cupped hands, she pushed 
back, skinning his prickknob out in a throbbing wedge against her mouth. Her 
lips parted and she pushed her head down, letting the goat’s massive cockhead 
slide into her mouth. Her lips turned outwards around his prick as she sucked 
voraciously on his flowing cockknob, pulling more slime out of his pisshole and 
onto her tongue. Thick ribbons of the stuff unwound down her gullet. Maryanne 
gurgled and gulped. Her tits heaved as she inhaled on his cockhead and she 
jammed her mouth down farther, taking as much of his wondrous cockmeat in as she 
could.
Her eyes misted and she moaned in her frenzy. Her tongue bathed the underside of 
his cockhead as her lips pulled slowly up and down. Cum kept pouring out of the 
beast’s open pisshole. Maryanne thought that she had already swallowed as much 
fuckjuice as she could out of a human cock, when a guy creamed–and that was only 
for starters!
The goat humped, fucking his iron-hard prick deep into her gullet and tilting 
her head back. His balls swung in against her thrusting tits. She began to pump 
his cockrod up and down between her hands, adding manual stimulation to her oral 
efforts, wanting the goat to cream her mouth with his full load.
But the goat, who would normally have shot his wad by this time, was still 
lapping Belinda’s delicious cunt, his concentration divided between tongue and 
prick so that his creamy coming was delayed. His tongue shot up Belinda’s 
cunthole, slurping at the inner folds, stabbing up the soaking passage as far as 
he could reach. Her cuntlips pulled on his lapper and her pussy tunnel rippled 
on his meaty slurper.
Belinda groaned, staggering. The goat’s tongue felt as big as a cock as delved 
up her pussy. Her ass and hips pumped in a fucking motion as she hauled his head 
around by the horns, fucking his muzzle lasciviously.
Belinda was so hot she almost was numb. Her coming sneaked up on her, hitting 
her before she realized that she was going to cream. Then, as the spasm shook 
her, the girl cried out with the joy of it. Wave after blissful wave swept 
through her loins as her fuckhole creamed the goat’s tongue. The goat was going 
wild now, tonguing her furiously, as her cum cream drove him to a goatish 
frenzy. His haunches humped, feeding prick to Maryanne as his tongue stabbed in 
and slurped more cum juice out of Belinda’s pussy.
Belinda squirmed, her thighs trembling, as her loins drained onto the beast’s 
tongue. The cunt-hungry brute was lapping the cum cream out of her from the 
depths, not even giving the succulent slime a chance to run down her fuck slot. 
The blonde girl wailed as the highest crest ripped through her, feeling as if 
her loins were dissolving in the inferno of her coming.
Drained, her pelvis feeling shattered by her explosive climax, Belinda staggered 
away. The goat’s tongue shot out after her, taking a last slurp at her cunt. He 
started to step forwards, in pursuit of the feast, wanting more of her cream in 
his goatish gluttony.
But as he stepped forwards his prick jolted into Maryanne’s throat, bringing him 
up smartly. The goat shook his head. His beard swung from side to side, 
streaming with the overflow of Belinda’s cum juice. Banners of pearly pussy 
cream glistened on his dark lips and gray muzzle. His yellow eyes gleamed. He 
fucked into Maryanne’s mouth again, snorting as her hot mouth enveloped his 
rampaging prick.
Now the goat could concentrate on bringing his very first blow-job to a creamy 
conclusion…
Belinda staggered away on weak legs and out of the circle that confined the 
tethered goat, sank slowly down to the ground, panting heavily. Her legs were 
apart and goat slobber frothed all over her crotch and thighs, but not a single 
drop of cunt juice remained–the ravenous creature had tongued her to the dregs, 
lapping her fuckhole dry.
But Belinda, by her very nature, never had a dry cunt for very long. As she 
watched through glazed eyes, smiling with satisfaction, Maryanne continued to 
blow the goat with enthusiasm. The sight caused Belinda’s well-tongued pussy to 
ripple and the cuntlips to open again. Her clit began to swell and tingle, 
poking out in a vibrant nugget of taut flesh. A few slippery drops of cuntjuice 
slid into her cuntslot, streaking the goatish slobber. Belinda glanced down at 
her crotch and saw a wisp of steam waft up as the beast’s frothy saliva 
evaporated from her heated cuntmeat.
Belinda knew, happily, that she was going to be ready to get fucked again, very 
soon.
Nor did she have to worry about the availability of hard prick, either. Maryanne 
might be hogging the goat’s cock for herself–but now Bruno and Jimmy had both 
come over to stand beside Belinda, one on each side of her as she sprawled there 
on the ground.
Belinda looked from one to the other. Both pricks were rock hard again. Both 
sets of balls were bloated. What a happy sight it was, what a pleasing prospect 
for an insatiable teenager!
Belinda reached out and took the Alsatian’s prick in her hand, holding the thick 
cockrod lightly and frigging very gently up and down. Jimmy sank to his knees on 
the other side, grinning at her, and Belinda took his big prick in her other 
hand, feeling it pulse delightfully. With both of those huge, hard cocks 
available some girls might have had trouble deciding which to have first.
But not Belinda.
It wouldn’t be the first time that she had taken two pricks at the same 
time–although it would be the first time that one of those pricks was attached 
to a dog.
Belinda had two hot fuckholes all ready for them–but she had two hot eyes, as 
well, and as her mouth began to water and her cunt began to simmer, those eyes 
were fixed in fascination on her goat-sucking girlfriend.
She skinned back on Bruno’s prick and his naked red cockhead loomed out, nicely 
contrasting with the goat’s ebony cockknob. She frigged down to Jimmy’s balls 
and his purple cockhead flared and throbbed. Enjoying that double handful–and 
the anticipation of a mouthful and a cuntful–Belinda stroked the cocks slowly.
With his tongue no longer in service, the horny goat was concentrating totally 
on fucking Maryanne in the mouth. He stood with his cloven hooves widespread, 
his flanks heaving as he fed her his prick with lusty lunges, tilting her head 
back and forth on his prick.
His grey haunches blurred as he humped vigorously. His thick cock slid into her 
mouth, then pulled back out, dripping with saliva. Maryanne was gurgling as she 
sucked through every sweet inch, enjoying that mouthful of goat cock as much as 
she had enjoyed anything before. The cock-hungry teenager was gorging herself 
greedily, swallowing the seepage out of his pisshole and sucking for more.
She whimpered joyfully as the goat’s thick cock fucked in and out through the 
oval collar of her compressed lips.
Her hand jerked back, skinning his naked cockknob in her mouth. It flared in her 
cheeks, pressing them out, then nudged back to her throat. The beast jerked back 
and the ledge of his glistening black cockhead appeared in her lips. A trickle 
of saliva curled over that slick cockmeat. A glob of goat cum ran down from the 
corner of her mouth.
He paused, missing a stroke, only the head of his prick in her lips and the long 
cockstalk vibrating and humming between her face and his balls. Then he humped 
hard and fucked his prick back into her gullet, skinning over her flashing 
tongue and filling her cock-hungry mouth to the very brim with his succulent, 
dripping prick.
Maryanne, gone suck-crazy on his cock, frigged back on his cockshaft again, and 
this time she grasped his balls in both hands. She began to tug the bloated 
balls up and down, as is she were milking a nanny goat–but cum-starved Maryanne 
was yearning for a far creamier load than had ever been milked from an udder, a 
thicker cream than had ever been nursed from a tit or sucked from a nipple.
The goat tossed his head up, beard flowing, horns sweeping, nostrils flaring as 
he snorted and bellowed. Maryanne, tugging on his balls as if they were udders, 
felt that double handful explode in her grip.
Knowing it was coming, she jammed her mouth far down on his cockshaft. His 
cockknob ballooned, his prick jolted and a torrent of steaming goat jism poured 
down her throat. Maryanne gulped and gurgled with ecstasy. She was sucking for 
all she was worth as the powerful beast spilled his cum load into her greedy maw 
in spurt after spurt. His balls seemed bottomless, his cum load endless. The 
succulent stuff gushed into her mouth in a swampy river that cascaded down her 
gullet like a creamy waterfall. Thick globs of cum overflowed her lips. Her 
tongue bobbed like a pink raft in a creamy whirlpool.
Gulping and gasping, swallowing and salivating, Maryanne milked the goat’s cock 
and balls to the dregs, drinking his gamey cock spume greedily. Her head flew up 
and down his cock as her lips pulled more jism from his pisshole.
The goat poured the prick to her savagely, bellowing with goatish glee as his 
foaming fuckjuice gushed into her mouth and his balls began to deflate. He shot 
a last steaming jet of jism out and quivered, his haunches slowing. He pawed at 
the earth and dropped his horned head, panting like a locomotive. His huge cum 
load was spent. Maryanne continued to nurse on his cockhead for a while, sucking 
up the dregs. She pulled his balls up and down to make sure she had drained them 
dry. Then she drew her cum-soaked lips away and gazed as his cockknob and, to 
her utter joy, saw that his prick was still hard as stone.
It was a welcome sight for a teenaged girl who had just swallowed a load of 
fuckjuice and whose cunt was smoldering for a similar creamy dose.
Clinging possessively to the goat’s cock, Maryanne shot a glance at Belinda, 
afraid that her greedy blonde girlfriend might demand a crack at the goat.
But Belinda was busy…
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CHAPTER TEN
Watching Maryanne milking the goat’s big prick and swallowing his cum with such 
rapture, Belinda had gotten really turned on again. So had Bruno and Jimmy, if 
the way that their pricks were throbbing in her hands was any evidence. Belinda 
waited until her friend had drained the goat dry, watching her throat pulse as 
she gulped the thick cock slime down and seeing a creamy trickle of cum run down 
her chin. Then the oversexed blonde had twisted up and turned onto her hands and 
knees, assuming the doggy-fucking position. She figured that Bruno would mount 
her and that Jimmy would kneel in front of her for a blow-job.
But Bruno was standing closer to her head than her ass and, perhaps remembering 
how sweet her wet mouth was, the dog yelped and sprang up, mounting her at the 
wrong end. His front paws wrapped tightly around her shoulders and his huge cock 
loomed out in front of her face. Belinda giggled, thinking it amusing that the 
dog should have sprung upon her from the front, while her ass was wriggling 
about in a position more normal for doggy-fucking. But then her giggle broke off 
in a gurgle of lust as she gazed at that hard, hot, succulent dog-cock before 
her eyes. She loved the way the angry red knob loomed from his cockshaft, the 
whole rod towering up from his cum-filled balls.
Bruno yelped excitedly and dragged her head and shoulders towards him, as he 
shoved his loins out. His cockhead brushed her lips, Belinda pushed her tongue 
out, lapping at it, then sucked the meaty slab into her lips.
The enthusiastic doggy began to hump vigorously, fucking her mouth just as if it 
were a cunt. Belinda took him balls-deep into her drooling maw, relishing that 
savory mouthful, sucking and slobbering hungrily.
Jimmy looked bemused for a moment finding his position taken by the Alsatian. 
But then he grinned and shrugged.
He moved behind Belinda’s trim, jerking ass and knelt down. Folding his fist 
around the root of his prick, he guided the hot cockknob into her fuck slot. 
Belinda shoved her ass back the moment she felt the boy’s cock start to probe 
her pussy. Jimmy’s iron-hard cock slid up her soaking cunthole to the hilt, his 
belly slapping against the curve of her ass and his balls swinging into her cunt 
mound.
Boy and dog, they fucked her between them.
As Bruno rammed his prick down her gullet, Jimmy whipped his cockmeat into her 
fuckhole with long, thundering fuck-strokes. Belinda gurgled and moaned between 
them, full of cock at both ends and loving it. The randy blonde was in seventh 
heaven. Full of joy and full of prick. She felt like a bone over which they were 
fighting. Her slim, nubile body contracted as they both stuffed her, then 
stretched out sinuously as their big cocks pulled out at both ends. Her cunt 
flowed with hot cream and her mouth drooled heavily on the delicious meat of the 
dog’s huge prick.
Jimmy grasped her by the hips, hauling her ass in and out and twisting her 
pelvis from side to side, as he poured the prick up her cunthole. And Bruno was 
dragging her head and shoulders toward his loins as he fucked his prick steadily 
into her mouth. She felt like a sword-swallower as his cockhead slid down her 
gullet. But although that doggy prick was as hard as a sword, no sword had ever 
been as delicious.
When Maryanne looked to make sure that Belinda was not after some goat cock, she 
saw that her blonde friend had all the cock she could handle. Maryanne smiled, 
happy to know she still had the goat to herself–but still a bit jealous of her 
greedy girlfriend for having two pricks in her at the same time. Granted, the 
goat’s mighty prick was by far the biggest of the three, and his bestial slime 
was hottest, thickest and sweetest. But still Maryanne had to wonder if quality 
was better than quantity in such things.
But she didn’t think about it for long, because by this time her fuckhole was on 
fire and she really needed a huge quantity of quality cock pounding away–and 
there, under the goat, was just what she wanted.
Maryanne dropped down onto the ground under the brute, arching her curvaceous 
body. Her head and shoulders were braced on the earth and her feet were firmly 
planted, while her knees were upraised, her thighs parted and her creamy cunt 
thrust up on a level with the goat’s prick.
The goat stood over her, slightly puzzled, not knowing how to fuck face to face. 
His prick loomed over her belly, swaying up and down, the sticky cockknob 
humping against her cunt mound, than snapping upright again. Scenting her 
arousal, he was getting desperate, humping away before they were joined. His 
black cockhead slid up and nudged against the underside of her fat tits, then 
dragged back down and lay throbbing in her blonde cunt bush. A slimy trail of 
goatish jism glistened from her cleavage to her golden pussy triangle, one fat 
drop pooled in her belly button.
Realizing that the goat needed guidance, Maryanne clamped her knees around his 
cockshaft, halfway between his balls and his cockknob. She began to run the 
inside of her thighs along his cockrod, then eased the tip down into her frothy 
crotch, hooking one knee over the top of his prick. The big plug crown pulsed in 
her open slot. Maryanne’s cuntlips pulled and sucked on his cockknob, washing it 
with a film of cuntjuice, sticky and glistening on the black slab. A blob of 
jism slid from his pisshole and tickled into her cunt gash. His cock wasn’t in 
her yet. The tip was fitted to her slot and flaring at the entrance but there 
wasn’t any penetration up to now. Maryanne purred as she felt his cockknob 
swell, deflate, swell even larger.
Reaching up, she grasped the goat by his long, trailing beard, pulling his head 
down. His tongue flicked at her lips. Her own tongue flicked out, licking his 
meaty lapper. She could taste the familiar flavor of Belinda’s cum cream on the 
animal’s drooling tongue. She sucked that fat, dripping licker into her mouth 
and sucked out in a bizarre French kiss. Kissing the goat like this was, in a 
strange was, as depraved as sucking or fucking with him. It was as if they were 
lovers, caressing each other romantically as a prelude to sex. And the weird 
idea of having a goat as a lover, instead of purely as a fucking instrument, was 
causing imaginative little Maryanne to tremble. Really strange ideas began to 
flirt through her mind. She thought of the goat as her amorous suitor.
Then his cockhead rippled violently in her pussy slot and the girl forgot all 
such fanciful images, overwhelmed by the need to be stuffed full of prick.
She began to wriggle down, her hips jerking up and down and her belly pumping 
and grinding, while her ass heaved higher off the ground. The goat, still 
uncertain and confused by a frontal fuck, stood rigidly and Maryanne worked her 
cunthole down over his cockhead slowly. She moaned as she felt her slot fill up, 
then her cunthole start to spread, like some tubular sausage skin being stuffed 
full of goat meat.
His cockknob suddenly slipped all the way in past her pulling pussylips. The 
beast snorted and tossed his head, his yellow eyes smoldering sulfurously as he 
began to get the idea that a goat could fuck a girl while he looked her straight 
in the eyes. His haunches rippled with sinew. Now Maryanne stopped pushing down 
and held steady and the big goat began to inch his cock deeper into her 
fuckhole. The tight, slippery, pliable tunnel spread to accommodate the bulk of 
his prick. The fattest portion of his prick, that throbbing slab of cockhead, 
forged a passage and his long, thick cockstalk followed. Deeper and deeper he 
plunged as Maryanne gasped and gurgled with the joy of it. Inch by inch, the 
beast filled her fuckhole. His cock was already farther up her cunthole than any 
cock had been before, and it was still fucking in. Her cunt walls had never been 
spread out so wide.
With a lurch, the goat bottomed out in her pussy. His cockhead was as deep as it 
could go and still a couple inches of cockshaft stood out between them. His huge 
balls jammed against her quivering ass and his cock muscles pulsed, lifting 
Maryanne up and down on his cockrod, like a horizontal flagpole sitter. She 
swayed under him, riding his prick. His cockhead was fucking so deep it felt as 
if she had swallowed it into her belly. His huge, hard fucker worked like a 
crowbar in her pussy.
The beast held his cock all the way up her for a moment, then he began to hump. 
His plug fitted her socket so tightly that, when he drew back, instead of 
sliding in and out of her slot, he dragged her along with him. But then her 
fuckhole juiced and rippled, opening a bit wider. The goat began to ram in and 
out, moving faster now that he was into the fucking rhythm.
Maryanne was tossed and buffeted on his prick, her whole body heaving on his 
cock-thrusts. The goat was a true fucking machine, grinding away. Uncle Henry 
had bought the beast as a gardener, a lawn mower, but now the goat had become a 
plow, a harvester, a threshing machine. He plowed into her fertile fuckhole, 
plunging and bucking, snorting and panting. Maryanne, abandoned to lust, slammed 
her cunt down to meet his prick as he fucked it in, then twisted her hips and 
wound her cunthole around on his cockmeat as he drew the long rod back out.
Maryanne lost all track of time. The fuck seemed to be lasting forever. She 
wanted it to last forever, too–what could a girl possibly want to be doing more 
than getting stuffed full of gigantic goat cock?
Well–maybe another cock for her mouth.
Maryanne glanced to the side and saw that Jimmy and Bruno were still fucking 
Belinda from both ends. She heard a muffled cry escape the blonde girl’s lips. 
Then that cry turned into gurgle, a bubbling sound. A great foaming dose of dog 
cum poured out of Belinda’s lips as the Alsatian’s cock erupted. Belinda sucked 
and swallowed. The dog kept pouring the slime to her, filling her mouth again 
each time she gulped down a load. Then Jimmy wailed at the other end and, 
ramming his cockmeat into her, doggy fashion, he spilled his spunk up her 
cunthole. Belinda fairly screamed with the ecstasy of it. She was getting hosed 
full of cum in both hot holes, jerking spasmodically as the double dose jetted 
into her.
Maryanne wondered if dog cum and human cum were rushing together someplace in 
the middle of Belinda’s belly, two creamy tides breaking upon each other. With 
the goat’s mighty prick filling her fuckhole to the brim, Maryanne’s empty mouth 
worked, envying her greedy blonde girlfriend that slimy, meaty mouthful. She 
slammed her cunt down on the goat’s cock so hard that she seemed to be trying to 
take his cockhead into her mouth–from out of her throat!
Suddenly a shadow fell over Maryanne’s face. She looked up–and gasped.
“Uncle Henry!” she wailed in horror.
Uncle Henry stood over her. Maryanne trembled. Her hips were still pumping, 
automatically fucking her pussy up and down on the goat’s prick. She had fallen 
into the rhythm and even her shock and horror at being discovered could not 
break that grinding rhythm. The girl continued to gorge her pussy on goat prick. 
The goat was whipping his cockmeat and not realizing that bestiality was 
something of which he should be ashamed.
Then Maryanne saw that Uncle Henry was smiling.
She stared up and saw, too, that something was blocking her view, that she was 
looking at his face past some large, elongated object. For a moment she thought 
her uncle had a big club in his hand, ready to beat the goat off her. Then, with 
a gasp, Maryanne realized that the large object was looming out of his fly and 
that it was in fact, Uncle Henry’s enormous prick!
“Ooooh–Uncle Henry!” she cried again, a dazzling smile lighting her pretty face.
Henry knelt beside her, moving awkwardly, nearly thrown off balance by the great 
cantilever of his cock. Maryanne turned her face toward him and, without a word, 
the horny fellow slipped his thundering prick into her eager mouth.
Now Maryanne no longer had to envy Belinda–or any girl on earth. Her ass and 
hips flew wildly and her mouth worked like a suction pump on her uncle’s 
pounding prick. Groaning, Henry fucked in and out of her magic maw, grimacing 
with lust. He croaked and grated his teeth, rolling his eyes and throwing his 
head back. Then he howled and his cum load came flowing into Maryanne’s mouth.
Maryanne swallowed that hot, thick jism hungrily. As his cum flooded her belly, 
her fuckhole creamed. The goat fucked his mighty prick in through that melting 
tunnel and, with a bellow, shot his steaming cum into her creaming cunthole in a 
swirling deluge.
Milking her uncle dry with her mouth, Maryanne churned her pussy on the goat’s 
prick, draining his huge balls as she worked her own blissful coming off to the 
dregs.
It turned out to be quite a day.
And there were many more such days to come.
And only Uncle Henry had any regrets at all–because he had to cut the lawn 
himself, now, lazy as he was.
The goat was grazing in tastier fields…


THE END
