Paul Gable: The family_s loving pet

These and other similar thoughts whirled about in her brain as Bodego continued licking her pussy.

"Ughhh… oooooohhh!"

It was wild, mad. Janet pushed out her leg, fanning out her toes. The excruciating tickle was becoming worse. She knew she was about to cum, building steadily toward an orgasm.

"Oh, oh, Doug! Oh God, oh Doug!"

Yes, a man, that's what she wanted, that's what she needed. A man's touch, a man's hands roaming all over her body, cupping her asscheeks, spreading his fingers into her sweaty asscrack while his dick trenched out her soppy, tight fuckhole. Oh fuck, fuck yes! How she needed those thick inches of Doug's dickmeat hammering against her clit! How she remembered his sweaty balls slapping against her ass as he tensed, waiting for the rush of his cum up his rod.

"Ohhhhh…Doug!"

Her mind was overloaded with the lusty rub of the Airedale's hungry mouth. Her senses reeled with the need to increase the stimulation that was making her cunt spasm so much. Janet pushed down a shaky hand to her cuntal mound. Her pussy was so wet, so wet with her own juices, with the dog's spit. When she moved her hand farther down, she felt Bodego's tongue lap her fingers, touch her knuckles. He kept on licking her. When she dragged her fingers over her hot belly, they made streaks that dried and seemed to increase the heat of her rushing climax. It was all so confusing, so deliciously confusing. "UNGHHHHHH!"

Pictures of her husband towering over her, of him holding his dick, of him shoving it down her throat while his hairy groin slapped against her face.

"Oh fuck, fuck…"

Could she go that far? Could she roll over on her hands and knees and offer the Airedale her burning pussy! Her pussy was running with hot juice, out of control. But doing that, doing something like that was out of the question. It might be fine for some whores in Tijuana to offer their cunt to animals for rowdy customers to jack off over. But no, not her, that was going too far!

"Ughhhhhhhhh!"

But if only she could somehow increase the friction, increase the sensation of hotness against her clit! For that Janet knew she needed a cock and she wasn't about to let herself sink that low.

The woman was sobbing. Her panties were pulled into a tangled, twisted rope between her asscheeks. The dog was all over her at once, wetting her in all places. He nipped her shivering flesh again and again. Janet was rolling her head from side to side, strands of her hair clinging to her hot, dampened cheeks.

"It can't be… can't be!"

Her knees snapped up, hitting the sides of the big Airedale, then sagged down. Her tendons and muscles tensed as her ass danced over the carpeted floor. Close, so close! She was going to cum in the animal's mouth. She could feel that tightness, that chilly heat growing worse and worse between her legs. How that dog ate her, how he knew when to touch her clit, when to back away.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…"

Janet was sucking in air through her nostrils, making wheezing sounds while she curled her fingers into fists and beat the floor. It was happening. It was happening! She felt the muscles in her cunt cramp. Crying out loudly, Janet kicked her feet high, fanning her toes out until they cramped too. Bodego rushed his licking friction, whimpering while trying to hunch his hard knobby boner against Janet's thighs.

"Noooooooo!"

The dog let out a yip, then nuzzled harder between her cuntlips. It was awful, yet wonderful! She felt her tender cuntlips fill up with blood. If a man's dick were inside her now, she'd be milking it now. Janet remembered how things had been with Doug… how by this time she would be a screaming bitch. They used to laugh about it later, wondering if Shari had heard them as they both roared over the edge into climax.

"Cummmmmmmmm."

The word seemed to echo off the walls. The tension built and built. Janet pitched on the floor as thoughts of cocks and balls hurried her into the storm of her climax. She bucked her ass against Bodego's jaws. Babbling groans of pleasure came from her throat while she raked his curly, woolly fur with her fingers.

Was he going to try to fuck her? He was trying to position himself around so he could rub his dick against her writhing body. Once or twice Janet had felt something very slick and hot rubbing over her flesh. Even in the throes of her excitement, the woman knew enough to slide away. She didn't want to have his cock inside her. When she felt the hot tip of the dog's cock brushing over her thighs, Janet inched away, holding the dog away at arm's length until he had calmed down.

"Nooooo!"

She went crazy, snapping her head from side to side. She was cumming, cumming with a violence she hadn't known since her last days with her ex-husband.

Janet held tightly onto the big dog's neck, scissoring her legs tightly around his broad back. Cum! Cum! The world seemed to explode into her pussy as spasm after spasm roared through her snatch. Juice dribbled out, wetting down her jiggling buttocks. She didn't care now. Ail that mattered was that she finish her orgasm, complete it with the big dog's mouth on her cunt.

"Unghhhhhh!"

It seemed to go on and on forever. She felt juice dribbling down her buttcrack, mixing with the sweat that greased the tight little crevice. The carpet tickled her sensitive flesh as spasm after spasm sparked her clit to new sexual heights.

"God!"

Janet quivered and throbbed, bucking her body so wildly she thought Bodego might jump away. But the Airedale stayed, his paws braced widely on either side of her body. She felt his long sharp claws digging into her thigh flesh, holding her down while her cunt exploded again and again with unspeakable delight. Hot juice flooded out onto the floor, wetting the big dog's nose until the smacking wet sounds were louder than ever.

It was some time before her frantic cries ceased to echo in the room. Her legs slowly dropping to the floor, Janet felt herself coming down slowly, coming down as if drifting down to earth from a cloud. When she finally came back to reality, she found herself on her side, curled up next to the dog.

"Oh God, what have I done?"

She stroked Bodego's back, then inched away from him. She had had sex with a dog. There could be no denying it. She had opened her cunt to a dog, had let him touch her in a place… she couldn't stand it. The guilt, the horror of her crime washed over her. She scrambled to her feet and rushed from the bedroom.

Was he behind her?

Janet glanced nervously over her shoulder. No, he was still lying there in her bedroom, lazily licking himself. He must have cum. She checked herself for any signs of doggie jizz. No, nothing there. Stepping into the bathroom, she slammed the door behind her and leaned heavily against the molding.

"Oh God, my God…"

Janet stared at the mirror, at her flushed face, the blonde hair that hung in strands over her eyes, the slightly swollen mouth showing her advanced stage of lust.

"I must be going crazy," she whispered, closing her eyes.

A cold shower. That would be the thing right now, something to take her mind off her depravity. Turning on the cold water, Janet stepped in, shivering.

She wondered where on earth her daughter and niece were.

Janet had been right about Wendy. The girl had been a bad influence on Shari. Up until Wendy's visit, Shari had been relatively innocent of sexual matters. Of course she had attended the usual sex education classes and had giggled and talked about sex with her friends in the girl's john while they were stealing smokes. But never had she thought about seriously going all the way with a guy… at least not until she was in college or something. Getting fucked sounded exciting, but dangerous as well. Shari thought it would be something to look forward to along with getting an education.