David Crane - A peek at her dog act

Judy Sutton liked to jerk off dogs. Judy was 18-years-old, pert, nubile and popular. In most ways she was perfectly normal, and her sex life was energetic. She had three fairly steady boyfriends, all of whom she fucked regularly, and once in awhile she would go to a single's bar and get picked up by some well-hung stranger for a bit of variation.

Since Judy therefore had all the fucking that she needed, it wasn't a case of frustration that led to her fixation with dog prick. She simply liked to pull a dog's cock.

The dogs liked it, too.

Judy had first found out that it was fun to masturbate dogs when she was younger and still a virgin – barely since she had finger-fucked some. The dog had been the family pet, a Labrador Retriever with an affectionate nature. One day the girl had noticed that the Labby had a hard-on. The hard prick had intrigued her. She knew all about hard-ons from her heavy petting sessions with boys at school, and she knew how to milk their cocks until they came, but she wondered if she could do the same thing with a dog. She wasn't sure. Not having hands, dogs couldn't pull themselves off and so maybe, she speculated, dog pricks didn't work the same way as the human ones did.

The speculation so interested and excited her that she thought she would experiment on the family pet.

She called the dog over to her and knelt beside him. She folded her hand around his big prick. The dog rolled his eyes, and his tongue lolled out. Judy began to run her hand up and down his iron-hard cock. She loved the way that the dog's cockhead flared out when she dragged the hairy skin back towards his bloated balls.

Suddenly the brute howled.

A jet of creamy jism shot from his cockhead.

Judy gave a little gasp and kept jerking her pet off, emptying his cock and balls to the dregs. She had discovered that it was fascinating to make a brute come. When she'd first started playing with his prick, it had been more out of curiosity than anything else, but once she had felt and seen that thick, hot geyser burst from his thundering dog cock, Judy had been filled with fiery lust.

From that day on, the horny young girl made a point of jerking off the Labrador's cock regularly. She also jerked off several other dogs that roamed the neighborhood, becoming very popular with the canine set. She never did anything else.

She had no desire whatsoever to let a dog fuck her, or to suck one off. She didn't even get them to lick her cunt. She was perfectly content to give them handjobs and then, filled with dark passion, to fingerfuck herself to a wonderful climax with her own cum-soaked hands.

When Judy graduated from high school at last, no longer a virgin – she did four things.

She got her own apartment.

She got a job.

She bought a convertible.

And she bought herself a sturdy and affectionate bull terrier with a beautiful white coat.

Bred to fight to the death, the terrier was a bit confused the first time his mistress began to fondle his cock and balls, but he was an intelligent beast, and he soon got the idea, fucking her hand with all the gusto of his breed and rewarding the girl with a massive load of cum. The dog was so much to her taste that Judy was fairly faithful to him and only jerked off one or two other animals that year.

And whenever Judy was not fucking her boyfriends, she liked to spend time with her pet.

It was Saturday.

Judy did not have to go to work, and she decided to drive out into the countryside for a picnic in her open car and with her faithful dog. She had an idea that it would be a lot of fun to jerk the dog off in the open air – in the animal's natural habitat, as it were. The city streets were deserted on a Saturday morning, but the traffic lights continued to function in their mindless fashion, and Judy had to wait at a red light.

That was when she saw that her bull terrier had a hard-on. He was sitting in the passenger seat, and his cock jutted up like a cantilever supporting him.

The traffic light was still red.

The head of the dog's cock was just as red.

Judy glanced around and, seeing no other cars about and no pedestrians, she grinned and reached out, taking her dog's cock in her hand.

The dog whimpered gratefully.

Judy began to stroke his prick.

The big, hard cockshaft swelled into her fist, and the knob began to pulsate. Judy got plenty excited, playing with the animal in public. Her fist flew up and down at a great rate, skimming his prick, dragging the furry pelt up and down the throbbing prickstalk. She knew that the dog was going to shoot his hot wad very quickly. She lifted the hem of her skirt so that it would not get soaked with jism. She leaned towards the beast, her fist pumping steadily.

The dog's cock went off like a fire hose in her hand.

The first creamy spurt flew straight up in the air and hung suspended for a moment, then dropped down, splattering on her naked thighs. She continued to pump away, emptying his cum-loaded balls in spurt after spurt.

"Nice?" she asked.

"Wowf," said the dog.

The light was green. Judy wiped her hand delicately on a Kleenex, put the car in gear and drove off. It had been no momentous occasion for the girl since she was well accustomed to masturbating her pet.

Little did she know the profound effect that her act was to have on a total stranger who had been watching from a window above.

Jenny Baker hadn't come that morning. That was one of the reasons why she had gone to the office on a Saturday morning, figuring that she could get her mind off her pussy by finishing up a bit of extra work over the weekend.

Jenny was 21-year-old gorgeous girl with long, blonde hair and big, blue eyes and the sort of body often compared to a Hollywood sex queen. Her tits were big and thrusting, capped by large, stiff nipples. Her legs were long and shapely, and her ass was contoured like a firm teardrop. Her cunt was a wonderful device, hot and creamy in its natural state and always ready to get stuffed full of hard prick.

Usually her husband took care of fucking her till she was satisfied.

They had been married for a year, and Jenny had been a faithful wife during that period, both because it was her nature to be faithful and also because her husband, Hank, had a huge prick and gave her plenty of fucking. Jenny especially enjoyed the long, leisurely fucking that they usually did on Saturday and Sunday mornings.

But today Hank had made plans to play golf, of all the stupid things.

He didn't have time for a prolonged fuck and though his cock, as usual, was hard and hot, he wanted to empty his balls before he got to the golf course. He figured that a big hard-on would throw his swing out of kilter, causing him to hook or slice the ball.

Jenny was still half-asleep.

Hank drew the covers down and gazed at her lush, velvet-smooth body. She sighed, anticipating a lot of foreplay followed by a wonderfuck. He slipped his hand between her legs and began to finger her cunt. The pink pussylips unfurled like the moist petals of a blossom, and her pussyslit turned into an oval slot, filled with cuntjuice.

"Ummm," she purred.

Hank moved on top of her.

He guided his big, blunt-tipped prick to her crotch and began to run his cockhead around in her creamy pussy and across her tingling clit.

Jenny arched and twisted her pelvis, engorging as much of his cock as she could.

Hank rammed his prick home to the very hilt with his first powerful thrust. He paused for a moment, enjoying the sensation of having every inch of his big, hot cock buried in her wet pussy and letting her thrill to the joy of having her cunt stuffed to the brim with prick.