J. Bradley - Sister_s dog hunger

Eager as hell to fuck his cock all the way into her hot cunt, Harley drew back and stood full length and unbuckled his pants. He pushed then and his shorts to his knees and squatted again.

It was better that way. The tough material of the Levi's made a band around his knees that helped brace them.

He stretched his cock forward again and put the tip at her juice-slick hole once more. He wondered if she was cherry. The idea thrilled him.

He pushed, bracing himself and her with a hand on her flank.

"Ohhhhhh, shit!" he whispered breathily.

The dog made a sound of protest and moved away a little. She looked around at him and backed up again, as if unable to resist getting fucked, even if the cock probing at her pussy were a little blunt and abnormally big.

Harley fitted his dick into her cunt mouth once more and pushed again. The wet twat lips slipped around his knob and nearly made him lose his load in the tight-gripping box.

His prick was too dry, that was the problem. He pulled his tool back and smeared saliva all over it and tried again. He watched the arrowhead knob throb and swell and pry the juicy cunt tissues apart.

He was persistent this time. Oddly, so was the Labrador. She fairly pushed back at him, making crooning sounds in her throat, looking back at him.

He couldn't believe the satiny texture, the heat, the slippery feel, the incredible tightness that threatened to strip the flaming skin from his cock.

It went in and in. God, it was a tight cunt!

"Ohhhh, Christ!" he gasped.

He shoved for the bottom of her cunt, wanting to feel that wonderful sensation all around his prick shaft, all down the length of it.

He didn't make it. His prick swelled mightily and blew apart inside the silken sheath, spewing his monstrous load of cum into her pussy.

The jizz hosed and steamed from the end of his prick, filling her tight cunt so full it spurted out backwards and drooled from her gasping twat lips and shot over his balls.

"Yaaaaagh!" he cried.

The moment all the slippery fuck juice shot into her pussy, his cock zipped forward, going in and in. His pubes crushed up against her furry rump, and her tight, quivering, sucking cunt grasped the very root of his prick and pulled with sucking motions that drove him up the wall.

"Ahhhhgh!" God! Oh, shit! What a tight fuck! Ohhhhh!" he cried, over and over.

He kept his cock imbedded in the bitch's gasping cunt. The way he felt right then, he didn't ever want to take it out. Christ, he knew what it was all about, now. It was why men paid money for it, why they stole and lied and killed for a piece of ass.

No hand job could ever compare with the feel of hot, slippery, silky cunt!

The dog looked at him. She licked the air and growled, then jetted around. Her cunt spasmed and sucked and then stopped doing that, and she seemed to want to be rid of him then.

"You came!" Harley cried, looking at the bitch with surprise. He didn't know exactly why he was surprised, except that he didn't imagine that a female dog came.

She growled at him and bared her fangs. Harley let her pussy slip from his cock then. It was a tight sucking withdrawal that made him groan and sent shivers up his spine.

As soon as her cunt was unplugged, his sperm bubbled out of the pulsing hole. The dog turned in circled a few time, whimpering, then settled on her haunch on the floor and lifted her leg and licked and licked at her draining pussy.

The Collie came over to sniff. She stuck her pointed snout into the Labrador's crotch and seemed to want to help lick. She turned in a circle and licked her own pussy, then looked at Harley. She came over to him and sniffed his prick, then lapped at it with her long tongue.

"Ohhhh, Christ!" Harley breathed.

The tongue had cupped the bottom of his shaft and lapped all the way up it, giving the pulsing cockhead a final flip. His prick throbbed and pulsed, and he felt his balls boiling again.

"You want some cock, too, huh? here, baby-come on, turn around and let's take a look at you hot pussy!"

He handled the dog and made her rump face him, Her tail was much bushier than the Labrador's. There were ruffs of fur on her buttcheeks, long and warm.

He fished through them, feeling like a pro now. His prick stood, stiff and ready and eager for more fucking. He felt the Collie's pussy with his fingers.

She wasn't quite as eager, needing a little coaxing, but he soon brought juice to her soft twat lips. He wiped his fingers on his pants and slobbered on them and transferred it to her cunt to make it slicker.

She liked that. Her tail lifted up and to the side, and her feet braced on the floor. She backed up against him with little movements that made him have to stop her and hold her still.

"Got a hot pussy, huh, body? Well, let's plug it with a big prick then," he said to her.

The Collie was shorter, short enough that he could kneel on the floor and fuck his prick straight into her snatch. He jacked his rod a moment to be sure he was good and stiff and horny, then out his cockhead against her twat.

The Collie howled softly. She backed up again, pushing and pushing. His prick was still slick, and he didn't have much trouble fucking it into her hole.

Except for the tightness of her pussy. Twice as tight. Brand-new, virginal-he knew it!

His cock swelled and pulsed, and he pushed hard, causing the dog pain and not really caring.

"Ohhhh, shit! Your cunt's stripping my prick!" he groaned.

He shoved his dick in and in the bitch's tight hole, holding the dog with both hands on her ass. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back. Tish's image came to his mind, and he nurtured it.

"I'm fucking Tish," he said softly. "Mmmm, here it comes, you beautiful piece of ass. You sexy sister. Here it comes!"

He gasped tightly. Tish's image turned to Carol's for a moment. He saw the big, round tits so clearly he felt he could purse his lips and suck them into his mouth.

He'd never thought of Carol that way before. She was so much older. Damn near like a mother. Only guys didn't fuck their mother's did they?

How about their sister's his mind asked.

"Tish… Tish!" he gasped.

He pulled the Collie's ass tightly back against his prick root and felt the war, tight sheath surround his cock completely. He ignored the howl the Collie let out, just concentrating on the way her spasming, coming cunt felt around his prick.

"Take it, baby-take it!" he cried.

His balls drew up under his throbbing prick and shuddered. His cock swelled in the tight hole and pumped sperm into it.

He came so hard he pitched forward and would have fallen on his face if the shuddering bitch hadn't been there to stop him.

He came so hard and dizzily there was a roaring in his ears that prevented him from hearing the scrape of shoe sole on the cement or the combined gasps of his sisters as they watched him fuck his second load of jizz into a dog's cunt.

"I tell you, it'll work," Tish said firmly. She looked from Carol to Harley and gave a positive little nod of her head that made her haltered tits jiggle.

Harley watched them and licked his lips. He pushed his hat back on his head and looked down at the ground before Tish noticed where he was looking. He scraped his boot toe in the dust.

"Sounds all right to me," he said weakly.

"I think it sounds-outrageous!" Carol cried. "No! I won't permit it!"

"Look, Carol, you just said yourself that we were in trouble, that we had to do something," Tish went on. She glanced through the wire fence to the yardful of romping dogs, exercising in the pen. She looked back. "It's two against one, Carol."

Carol's eyes sparkled. "Yes. It's always been like that. That's how we got into this mess in the first place. You have a crummy idea, and then you get Harley to go along with it, and I'm outvoted. Well, not this time, Tish. This is going too far. Just too far."