Unknown - Mother_s animal lover

The girl on the screen fingered her anus and then returned to the wetly gleaming slickness of her open vagina. Her hungrily probing fingers worked up inside the pink, wet folds, widening them with each wet sluice. Then she slipped two fingers smoothly in and out, groaning excitedly all the while. Her legs jackknifed back again, knees pressed tightly against her youthful breasts and her soft rounded pelvis worked demonically all around her finger-fucking young hands.

Her facial muscles tightened and strained after an almost impossible pause. Clenching her teeth agonizingly together, she thrust a third finger alongside the others in the hungry pink folds which easily swallowed all three with a greedy wet sucking sound. A soft purring moan of pleasure broke from the red-headed girl's lips as she writhed with desire. Her fingers drove faster and faster, the rapid rhythm forcing grunts of savage, primitive passion from her beautiful young face.

Her body flesh seemed to glow almost red, burning for orgasm. Beads of sweaty desire glistened across her fevered young brow as her lovely head lolled from side to side on the flat bed, her long red hair flying out behind her in frustration at her inability to reach climax. She strained after it urgently, her fingers pistoning up inside her open, exposed cunt, her groans increasing in urgency just as her dance had at the beginning of the movie.

Suddenly, both on the screen and inside the movie theater, there seemed to be a standstill of time. The wickedly spying jailer in the film softly unlocked the door and let a huge German Shepherd bound into the cell!

Cecilia's eyes widened in genuine terror, and she jerked the back of her hand against her mouth, but the movie didn't stop. Her scream pierced the heavy, anticipating air of the theater like flash of lightning, and beside Greg and Matt, Jackie slumped into the couch.

"K-Kaiser…" she whispered to herself, her big innocent blue eyes glued firmly to the movie screen. She saw clearly the girl in the film's sincere, unaffected horror, and she somehow wanted to tell her that it was going to be all right. But, God, how could she talk to someone in a movie? Is this… is this what Mother meant when she said I would find the movie interesting. Jackie stole a glance at her mother, on the other side of Greg Sullivan, but the hazy, dilated-pupil look in Mrs. Burnside's eyes told the young girl nothing. Did Mother know that there was going to be a dog in this movie? Does she know about me and Kaiser?

The blonde teenager could discern no clues from her mother's expression, and she didn't look down, or she would have seen the older woman's hand as it slowly, silently began to tug at Greg's fly zipper. The college senior jerked suddenly from the first cool touch of Stella's pleasure-giving hand on his naked sensitive penile flesh, but he dared not speak.

The girl on the screen was sitting up in quivering fear, her hard young breasts shaking titillatingly beneath the lustfully snarling dog. The huge beast who looked so much like a bigger version of Kaiser lowered his nose between the shivering young love-slave's soft, coffee-colored legs, spreading the curling red hairs in her crotch and sniffing at her fully aroused vaginal mouth. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had located a bitch in heat, and Cecilia moaned in stark terror. She cried out in a high-pitched wail as the animal's lizard-like tongue shot out and trailed up the entire crevice between her thighs, its tip flicking teasingly at the tiny, defensively clenching anal ring.

The red-haired Argentine girl tried to squirm away, but the massive dog was unrelenting. He raised his head whenever she moved, snarling menacingly until she checked her motion. He lapped at the narrow pink slit of her cunt, running his salivating red tongue over the pinkly pulsing flanges of her vaginal lips to the tiny, sensation-primed pleasure button of her clitoris. She moaned and sighed as his great tongue spread through the soft hair-covered swelling of her pubis, dragging the fleshy folds of her pussy after it.

He licked mercilessly between the young girl's widespread legs, stopping sporadically to curl more deeply through the walls of her vagina, when a fierce, piercing cry broke from her throat to literally make the windows shudder. She jerked spasmodically, helpless in the grip of a lust too obscene to be believed, as the great dog licked and sucked at her raging loins.

Greg couldn't suppress a shiver. His eyes glazed over as he panted uncontrollably, watching this amazing display of unspeakable lewdness. He'd wondered once or twice, he remembered, whether his roommate Matt ever considered training any of his dogs to do that to human females, but he had never really taken the idea seriously. Now that he was seeing it in the film – which had been shot continuously without interruption so there could be no question of the realism – he thought again that it was possible for women to respond to animals, and he resolved to talk to Matt about it later. Right now, however Stella's expert hands were stroking up and down on the incredibly hardened length of his fully exposed penis, making his pelvis twitch involuntarily as she skinned back the heavy foreskin covering his slickening cockhead.

The redhead on the screen had stopped her frightened sobbing, and the only noises she emitted now were soft, sex-pleading mewls, that echoed lewdly throughout the avidly watching audience. The German Shepherd's thickly slithering tongue moved mercilessly up and down between her thighs, drawing cries of ecstasy where before there had been abject terror. She raised her hands, holding them in indecision for a moment, and then dropped them with a helpless moan to grip tightly behind the dogs ears.

A deep, guttural groan of desire rumbled from her throat, and suddenly she jerked her legs backward in order to give the animal greater oral access to her seething pussy. She pulled his tapered nose forward, up inside her well-lubricated vaginal mouth, and his enormous tongue snaked out even deeper up into the moist, steaming passage, ravishing her eagerly accepting cuntal walls without mercy.

Wild, incoherent shrieks echoed from her young lips, pleading and encouraging the German Shepherd who was salivating between her upthrust thighs. He worked savagely, like the beast he was, instinctively following his animalistic urges.

The three younger occupants of the green theater couch gasped in unison, as Stella looked up amusedly to see what was the matter.

The German Shepherd's glistening red penis was slowly emerging from its furry animal sheath, and the camera had zoomed in to accentuate its foreboding, expectant progress!

He lifted his nose from the pleading Argentinean girl's genitals to lever her onto her stomach. Her resistance to the huge beast seemed to have waned under his maddening dog-tonguing, and she was helplessly doubly enslaved – locked by her captors in the tiny, cell-like bedroom and trapped by her wild, insurmountable desires to feel the dog's cock in her raging young cunt. Her quivering body subserviently knelt on all fours on the bed, as the animal nudged her upward before his waiting penis.

Greg twitched noticeably as Stella teasingly squeezed even tighter around his burgeoning penile rod, drawing his attention from the movie screen back to his own urgent erection. She could feel her own insane need building inexorably in her quivering loins, and she felt that she just had to see the young college student as he responded automatically to her expert genital caress.

On the screen, Cecilia reached back and spread her creamy-white buttocks to open them like a curtain from her delicately throbbing rectal lips, giving the dog's tongue greater access as he worked at her lingually from behind. She still wore the heavily studded leather boots, and the huge German Shepherd seemed to respond to the scent by crouching right up close on his haunches, so that his whole body was supported by the small-boned girl kneeling on the bed.