David Crane: A peek at her dog act

They were so hot they both came almost immediately.

They paused for only a moment, then Jack started fucking his prick into her again, more slowly now.

He said, "Do you jerk off your dog often?"

"Um hum," she said. "A lot."

"Do you ever fuck him?"

"Or take his cock in your mouth?"

"No," she said.

Hank was disappointed but with that tight, slippery cunt working on his prick he soon forgot his disappointment. His ass corkscrewed as he fed long, twisting cuntfuls of cock to her. She met him with turning hips and heaving belly. He cupped her ass in his hands, lifting her to his thundering strokes, angling in from above, then feeding her an underslung stroke, then fucking in from the side. His cock had never felt so huge, but her cunt was taking it all, sucking on his prick greedily as she sought to pull out another load of jism.

He poured his load into her.

"Let's fuck dog style," she said.

It seemed appropriate.

She turned onto her hands and knees, and Jack slipped his prick into her pussy from the back. His belly slapped on her ass and his balls swung in against her cunt mound. They fucked steadily, grindingly.

"Play with the dog again," he pleaded.

The dog, observing this human fucking with interest, had another hard-on. He trotted over eagerly when Judy called him. The dog stood sideways to her, and she began jacking him off under his belly.

The dog's orgasm took longer this time.

Hank fucked slowly, waiting for the dog to shoot, wanting to see that remarkable thing again before he blew his own load into her cunt again.

The dog squirted a dose out. His silvery jism looped in a curve. A squirt of cum lashed sideways and splattered in Judy's face.

Hank howled like a dog himself and began churning his cock into her cunt with savage thrusts. He felt her pussy clutch and pull as she started to come. Hank poured a frothy load into her as she came.

"That," she said, "was fun."

"Can we meet again?"

"Oh, no. I have all the boyfriends I want," Judy told him. "I wouldn't have fucked you today except you caught me whacking off my dog and, well, it just seemed like the thing to do."

Hank was sad.

Her jacking off a dog had been the most exciting thing he had ever seen, and he wished he could see a girl jack off a dog again. But he didn't suppose he ever would. After all, it was a rare girl, indeed, who would jerk off a dog.

It had opened a whole new thrilling world to him. He wished that he knew some perverted woman who would let him watch while she fucked a dog, or, maybe even better, sucked one off. Hank could not imagine anything more wonderful than that.

And as he sat there, drained, on the blanket, he wondered if his sexy wife would ever do such a thing? How marvelous that would be, to watch his wife suck and fuck with a dog! He even toyed with the idea of buying a dog, getting Jenny drunk and begging her to fuck the hound.

But he knew that was just wishful thinking. Jenny would never do a thing like that.