Paul Gable - The family_s loving pet

Seeing her urgency, Bodego went into the final rounds of his licking.

That was all Janet needed. She bucked her ass against the Airedale's powerful jaws. His teeth cut her slightly. Babbling groans of delight came from her throat. She raked his fur with her fingers, pulling him against her harder. If only she could have something in her, something fucking her cunt, trenching her out, going all the way inside her cunt.

"Noooooo!"

The thought brought her over the edge. Her eyes glazed over, rolling into her head while a strangled cry came from her throat. Janet was cumming, cumming hard and slow. She could have died doing this. All sensations were gone except the powerful itchy ache that had exploded suddenly.

"Wawwwwhwhhhhhh!" Janet cried as the convulsions tore through her cunt.

The woman bucked and pitched crazily, screaming, tearing at the air with her fingers. Somehow the big dog managed to stay on top of her, his fore-paws still braced against her juice-slick thighs, his maw buried in her cunt.

When Janet finally opened her eyes again, she found herself alone… alone as she had always been. Not even that wonderful dog wanted to stay around after he had had his way with her.

She sighed, staring at the ceiling. It was blank, as blank and bleak as her life. She wouldn't think about it. Thoughts like that would drive her to drink, or something far worse. Her daughter. Shari was enough to live for… at least for the moment. Janet didn't even want to think about what would happen when Shari left home for college or marriage.

She sat up, her head spinning around and around. Janet felt warm, relaxed. It was that warm glow, that wonderful glow she used to have when she and her husband had fucked like crazy. Of course this time she had rolled in the sack with a dog.

"God."

Janet sat on the edge of her bed, eyeing the animal who was licking himself.

The attractive blonde thought of her daughter. There was so much to tell her. And yet when she thought of her own feelings, Janet blushed.

How could she warn her daughter about the dangers and frustrations involved in stifling natural urges without encouraging the girl to become a whore?

The next few days passed uneventfully. Janet kept away from Bodego, shaking her finger at him whenever he appeared to be losing control and wanting to lick her. Finally he kept outside, rarely scratching at the back door to be let in.

Wendy and Shari seemed to be in a high state of excitement. They were always whispering, growing quiet whenever Janet drew near. She wished she could be part of their world, sharing their secrets. But that was the unenviable part of being a parent – exclusion from a good part of your child's life.

Janet sighed again, feeling that pressure building up between her legs.

No, no, not again, she vowed, staring at her image in the mirror one night while brushing her hair. Wendy and Shari were going to the movies again. She had relented, unable to stand her daughter sulking around the house. Bodego was outside, scampering around the neighborhood searching for bitches in heat the way he should. Janet felt tears welling up in her eyes. She was in heat. But a bitch? The woman ground her teeth together, feeling the sexy, slippery slide of her cuntlips as she thought about the dog, thought about how his tongue would feel right now parting her cuntal cleft. She could embrace him now, could rub her legs against his head, could… but that was not going to happen again. She couldn't let herself sink to that terrible level again. God help her, she couldn't do this again!

Shari had barely thought about saying good-bye to her mother. She had managed somehow to look a little bored as she slipped out of the house with her cousin Wendy.

As they walked toward the shopping mall, Shari thought her feet weren't touching the ground. She was high, sexually high. She kept thinking about Jack, about the way he fucked her several nights before. It was so good, so very, very good. Thoughts of the young stud had blotted out temporarily her thoughts about Bodego and what had happened in the living room.

An accident, Shari kept repeating to herself as she walked briskly toward the bright lights of the parking lot.

"Do you want to… to do it with Greig this time?" Wendy said, suppressing a giggle.

Shari blushed. She hadn't thought about switching partners. Well, that wasn't quite true. Once or twice during the day, she wondered what Jack's friend was like in the sack. Wendy hadn't said much, except that his dick had nearly reached her throat… or so she felt. Well, that was nothing different from Jack. That stud could have split her open if her cunt weren't so elastic.

"I… I don't know. I don't think it's right if we…"

"Oh, come on Shari," Wendy said impatiently, brushing back her hair and smoothing her hands over her slender thighs. Her blue eyes sparkled with growing excitement as they crossed the street and entered the mall parking lot. "Don't be a prude. After what you've done, you don't have to worry about doing anything immoral. Come on, it might be fun."

Wendy giggled, searching the rows of cars for Jack's. "I guess so."

Shari thought about it, thought about experimenting now with another man. Was she moving too fast? Wasn't passing her cunt around so freely wrong, sluttish? She didn't want to think about it now.

"There they are!" Wendy cried, pointing to two men leaning against a car.

Shari felt a shiver rush up and down her spine, ending in a hot rush between her legs. Her cunt grew warm, moist with excitement. She felt the lips gradually swelling, filling up with blood while her clit popped up from the surrounding flesh. Was she always going to be like this, constantly in heat? Shari fought down that thought as well, trotting behind her more forward cousin.

"Hey, girls. Hungry?" Jack asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Wendy giggled, glancing quickly over at Shari who was blushing furiously.

"Yeah. What've you got in mind?" Wendy asked.

How could her cousin be so daring? Shari bit her lip, wondering if she had gotten herself into something more than she could handle.

"Come on in. We've got some things over at our place that'll relax you. It's gonna be a fun night," Greig said, winking at Wendy, then turning to Shari and studying her small frame.

Shari stepped into the rear of the car, Jack sliding in behind her. She felt like a piece of meat, something the men were going to chew on then throw away. The thought apparently hadn't occurred to Wendy who slid right up next to Greig in the front seat.

"I've been thinking about you a long time," Jack said as they got underway.

Shari felt his arm snake around her shoulders, felt his fingers moving over her neck. Her flesh crawled with lust as he drew her closer. She felt his breath against her throat, felt one hand on her lap, snaking under her skirt, reaching for her panties. What a surprise he was going to get! No panties! It was something she and her cousin had decided on at the last second.

Jack shuddered the moment his fingertips touched her naked cunt, brushed over the moist bottom junction of her cuntlips.

"You'd better hurry, Greig. I'm ready to go," Jack said in a husky voice.

During the drive to their apartment, Jack was busy kissing Shari passionately, his tongue shoving down her throat, his fingers roaming freely over her cunt. The young blonde experienced many mini-climaxes, her cunt muscles clenching tightly around his invading fingers as they played teasingly around her wet flesh. How her nipples itched! Shari wanted to feel Jack all over her again, wanted to feel his dick rubbing her pussy.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

They arrived some thirty minutes later at a small apartment complex in West Hollywood. It was all Shari could do to swing her legs out of the car and steady herself.