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Matt pulled his head back, his neck muscles straining, and closed his eyes, as he concentrated on the supremely engulfing feeling of her slippery clutching cuntal muscles, gripping tightly around the expanding girth of his rampantly invading cock.

From the other side of the partition, low guttural growls reached the ears of the two illicit lovers. "Mmmmm, ughn, ughn… aaaaaah!" Matt could imagine what was going on in the movie screen, but he knew it could be nothing compared to the sheer wanton ecstasy of fucking into this impossibly voluptuous older woman's eagerly clasping cunt!

She twisted and writhed beneath him, unable to control her body or the wild desire that coursed through her. Her body ached to be humiliated and fucked silly by her handsome young lover and her face contorted wildly with passion as her cunt struggled desperately for climax. Her lips bared back over her teeth and fervent moans echoed from deep in her violently heaving breast. Her arms, which had been wrapped tightly around Matt's neck, now slithered down so her long, painted nails dug into the dog breeder's pummeling buttocks as they pounded heavily up into her desire-flooded loins.

Lewd wet smacking sounds resounded through the tiny cloakroom with each vicious, pile-driving hump up between Stella's openly spread legs. Matt ran his hands from the smooth, hollowing cheeks of her ass down to her thighs and between them to the soft, passion-soaked pubic hair around her cunt to feel the greedily clinging lips of her wet flesh that clasped ecstatically around his cock like a snug, avidly sucking mouth. Her cunt was running with moisture which overflowed wetly down the wide-split crevice of her ass. Her whole body flamed with passionate perspiration and gyrated wildly, ravenous for sex and nothing but sex. It seemed to Stella as if the entire world began and ended within that central core of her belly. She existed only for that flame of sensation in her vagina, from which everything else spiralled outward in ever-widening circles of delight.

Her head flailed against the hard back of the couch, sending her long, shining black hair flying like a dark lustful flame. Her mouth opened in a long, ecstatic moan and she became something crazed and inhuman as she churned and squirmed in the grip of pure lust, spreading her legs back until her knees pressed lightly against her taut brown nipples, feeling the upholstery soaking beneath her buttocks and cunt from the profusion of sexual juices gushing from her burning loins.

"Ooooooohhh, Gggooodddd, Matt! Ddddeeeper!" she wailed, as the woman on the movie screen behind the partition let out a similar, echoing scream, "Aaaaauuughh… Ooohhh!"

Stella raised her open thighs up higher on his body and wound them voluptuously around his back, moving her naked hips from side to side with uncontrollable abandon and spiralling her vagina up and down crazily along his rhythmically pistoning cock.

"Ooooooohhhhh, my darling, I'm almost there!" she gasped hoarsely. "I'm… I'm… Aaaiiiieeeeeee! Ccuuuminnng!" She suddenly squealed with such a high pitched gasp of intensity that her ankles locked in a death grip behind the student's heavily perspiring back. At the same time she wound her arms tightly behind his neck and mashed her mouth into his, shoving her tongue all the way up into his throat with wild abandon. Matt could taste the pungent, male flavor of his own cum on her tongue, which he had spurted into her mouth just a few minutes ago. Her back arched and she held tightly to him… and suddenly, he pushed her legs up roughly, rolling her body into a tight fleshy ball of writhing sex, fucking into her with mindless ferocity which drew hoarse gasps from her helpless lips.

Her hotly clinging vaginal walls were quivering and jerking insanely around his cock as her whole insides seemed to erupt, spewing their juices all around his hard-driving cock. Her cum cascaded down the widespread crevice between her upraised ass-cheeks, flooding wetly into his testicles as they slapped lewdly against her tiny puckered anus.

Even though she had sucked him dry just a few moments ago, the wildness of Stella's female orgasm started the slow aching pressure in Matt's groin, and he gripped the cheeks of her rotating buttocks and squeezed with furious strength, feeling her cringe as he began to gush jet after jet of hotly spewing cum into her widely stretched vagina.

"Oh, Christ!" he muttered aloud, as the viciousness of his strokes increased automatically so that his pelvis smacked like a wooden paddle against the splayed open lips of her cunt and his rhythmically jerking cock pumped deeply down into the throbbing recesses of her thirstily absorbing belly.

And then a series of wild, violent shudders seemed to hit them both at once. It was as though their mutual ecstasy had triggered a sort of second orgasm in each other, and the obscenely coupled mother and dog breeder rocked and moaned, along with the salaciously joined pair on the movie screen which they couldn't see.

"Mmmnnnggghhh…"

"Aaaaahhhh…"

"Uuuunnnhhh, oh, shit…"

"Ooooooooo…"

Across town from the Double-X Theater, Jackie Burnside sat at the dinette table with a Western Civilization book spread out before her. She had fallen behind in her reading this week, especially since her mother, Stella, had bought the handsome, lithe guard dog and brought him home to live with them. Kaiser was curled up under the table in a semi-sleep state, his big shapely head resting comfortably against the teenager's slender bare ankles. And although nothing untoward had happened between the blonde girl and the black-and-tan dog since that first afternoon, there was still a discernible tension between them, a sort of mutual bond building gradually until one day or night soon it was going to explode.

The TV was on, and the young coed could see the picture by merely twisting her head so she could peer around the short wall that divided the dining area from the living room. Strangely, the program was some kind of documentary on the history of man's best friend, and several times Jackie found herself leaning on her palms, watching the scenes of domesticated canine pets with their masters and mistresses. Once, during a sequence about police dogs, Kaiser even raised his head at the sound of a bark from a member of his own breed. It was intensely interesting to both dog and girl alike the way the beasts and their human owners seemed to take to each other, and the lengths to which either would go to protect and preserve the other.

Jackie was aware of Kaiser's hot breath on her ankles, and she reached down under the table to scratch the dog's sleek neck with her slender, long-nailed fingers. "We'll be just like those dogs and people, won't we, boy?" she murmured softly, and then turned her attention back to her reading.

But no matter how hard she tried to force herself to keep her attention on the book, the teenage student's mind seemed to wander. First, she saw a picture of a Roman lying on a low slab of marble in the book, and that reminded her of what her professor had said about Roman orgies. Supposedly, the Romans were a lot more "liberal" about sex than people gave them credit for, although most of the freedom was for men only.

Still, Dr. Landing had given a rather vivid description of a typical orgy, and apparently it wasn't uncommon for a person to have sexual relations with two, three, or even four different people in a single night. Often there would be entertainment, too, with pretty young slave girls performing incredible unmentionable acts with each other, and sometimes, although there weren't many accounts of it, there would be sodomizing relations between a human slave and a dog or other inhuman beast.

That, of course, turned Jackie's imagination to the sleek furry creature lounging at her feet, and she remembered the guilty illicit association she had almost allowed on the first night Kaiser had been here. Just thinking about it made her smooth young thighs tremble, and she could feel the narrow crotchband of her white nylon panties becoming hot with the seething warmth of her churning vaginal channel. Slowly, but inexorably, tiny glistening droplets of her virginal lubricating fluid seeped out from between the delicately self-flagellating lips of her tender pussy, to be absorbed in the fabric of her panties.