James Butler - The beast in me

"Well, what now?"

"You saw the letters. How about getting something with the dog again? Do you think you could suck him off like you did me last night?"

"Oh, God, no! NO! I won't do that! Really I won't, Allan! You can't make me!"

"All right, all right." He checked the camera angle again and came over to the bed. "How about letting him fuck you, then? You seemed to like that. You could suck me off at the same time. That would make a good picture."

Sharon wrung her hands, but nodded. "That wouldn't be too bad, I guess."

"Good. I'll go get Shadow. I'll be back in a minute."

Allan returned with the big black Labrador. When Sharon shuddered and stood up, the animal came over to her immediately and began lapping at her cunt.

"He really likes your pussy," Allan said. He was chuckling as he climbed up on the bed and lay down with his hairy cock pointing at the ceiling. "C'mon, sweet. We've only got a second or so before the camera starts."

Sharon turned and climbed up, crawling over to kneel between his outstretched legs. She spread her knees, then looked back between her hanging fifties. "C'mon, Shadow! Get up there!"

The dog jumped on the bed, then up on her back immediately. His red cock was already out of its sheath, and as soon as he had his paws on her shoulders, he was hunching at her cunny.

"Just a minute, damn it!" Sharon reached back between her legs and closed her fingers around the animal's pointed dick. She moved the tip around in her gash carefully until it was wet, then eased it into her hole. The instant she released his pecker he pushed it in all the way.

"aaarrrggghhh! Oh, God, Shadow!Aaaggghhh! Not so hard!"

"Easy, boy!" Allan ordered. Then he put his hands on Sharon's head and guided her mouth to his throbbing prick. "Suck it good, baby! Get your mouth on there and suck it good!"

"Oooohhh, Allan!" she moaned. She was already quivering with anticipation as she parted her lips and slipped them over the end of his hot tool. The smooth tip glided over her tongue as she began mouthing him wetly, at the same time squirming on Shadow's spearing pecker in her cunt.

"Uuummm! Uuunnnfff!"

"That's it, baby!" Allan crooned. "Suck it! Suck it good! God, what a mouth! Aaarrrggghhh! Blow me, baby! Oh, damn! Damn! Gggnnnuuuggghhh!"

Shadow was whining and whimpering as he plunged his long red shaft in and out of the girl's cunny. His fat tail swished through the air and he was panting. The heavy hairy sac of balls swung in an arc as he jammed his dick repeatedly into the girl's warm, moist twat.

Sharon was going wild with ecstasy. Having Shadow dick her while she sucked Allan's tasty tool was sheer heaven. Her senses were heightened, and she lost all thought of anything else except the two cocks inside her.

"Jesus, baby!" Allan moaned loudly. "God! Suck it! Suck it!Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, Christ, baby! What a mouth! Aaarrrggghhh!" He was squirming and twisting on his back as the young girl sucked on his shaft. He lifted his head and watched her as she wet his tool with her saliva. "Suck it, kid! Suck it!Jesus!"

Sharon was in a frenzy. She had lost all control and was concentrating only on the two cocks penetrating her. She backed quickly onto Shadow's hot dick, wriggling and squirming and making it ream her pussy. Then she reached for Allan's balls and began massaging them as she slurped greedily on his delicious cock. "Uummm!"

"Suck it, baby!" Allan shouted. "Do it, Shadow! Fuck her! Oh, God! Blow me kid! Damn! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, God!" He was lifting off the bed, punching at her lips with his cock. His hands were buried in her thick hair as he forced his tool deeper into her mouth. "Suck! Suck! Oh, Christ! Goddamn! Uuunnnggghhh!"

The girl was frantically trying to keep both poles inside her. All three were squirming and twisting and thrashing as the wet sounds of fucking and sucking filled the room. Oh, please! she cried silently. Please, Allan! Come! Let me drink your milk! Oh, God!

Shadow whined as he hammered at the girl's twat. His red pole was covered with her cuntal milk as he hunched and pumped with jerking motions. Suddenly he stopped and shivered as liquid gushed from his swollen cock into her tunnel.

Sharon felt Shadow's cum spewing against her uterus. She was rapidly approaching climax and was only waiting for Allan's dick to begin spouting.

"I'm coming, babe!" Allan yelled. "Oh, God! Aaarrrggghhh! Hereit…Jesus! Ungh! Ungh! Uuunnnggghhh!"

The hot liquid shot into her mouth in a gigantic flood. She began working her throat muscles quickly, swallowing between moans of delight. "Uuummm! Uuunnnfff!"

Orgasm shook her as the last drops of liquid oozed from Allan's prick onto her tongue. She whined and whimpered, then felt Shadow backing away and dropping down on all fours. The instant the dog's pecker popped out of her cunt, she felt his liquid hit the sheets and splatter her legs.

"Good God, baby!" Allan gasped as she lifted her mouth from his tool. "That was really a blow job! You're getting better all the time."

Sharon didn't reply. She shook her head sadly as she backed to the edge of the bed, carefully avoiding the puddles of doggie sperm she was leaving on the sheets. Hurrying to the bathroom, she quickly sat down and let the liquid drain from her cunny.

What would Mama say? she thought. What would she say if she knew what I was doing? God! And Barb!

She sniffled back the tears as she cleansed her snatch thoroughly, then went out to join Allan. He had already changed the sheets on the bed and was again working at the cameras. Shadow was sitting by the red door, licking his wet pecker.

"We're not going to do any more are we, Allan?" she asked timidly. "Don't you think that's enough for one day?"

"Yeah, I guess so." He straightened up from behind the camera and winked at her. "Now, that wasn't all so bad, was it? You didn't get hurt or anything, did you?"

"No," she admitted. "I didn't get hurt. It's just that, well, all of this is happening too fast."

He laughed. "You had to get the experience some time. This is just as good a time as any, I should think."

Sharon dressed slowly and silently. She was finished by the time Allan pulled on his shorts and pants and carried his shoes and socks to the bed to sit down.

"I'll just go upstairs now," she said quietly. "The rest of them should be home pretty soon."

Allan looked up at her with a serious look on his face. "Now, don't say anything to Ruth about this, kid. I'll break it to her my own way. All right?"

"I won't say anything. Believe me. I'd be too ashamed."

"Okay, then. I'll see you upstairs in a few minutes."

Sharon plodded up the steps and went into the kitchen where she poured herself a tall glass of cold milk. It seemed strange that when she was doing those things, she was so excited she didn't care. But when it was over, she felt dirty. It was hard to understand.

If only she could tell someone, she might feel better. But that was impossible. She couldn't admit it to anyone. As she was rinsing her glass in the sink, the doorbell rang and she went to answer it.

"Hi!" Barb said excitedly. "I called, but nobody answered and I just thought I'd take a chance and come over. How's it going?"

Sharon stepped outside and shut the door behind her. "Let's not talk about it, huh?"

Barb gave her a puzzled look. "Sure, whatever you say. Want to go get a malt?"

Sharon nodded. "Yeah, let's."

As she went to get her bike, she wondered just how much she could tell Barb. If anything. It was really too much!

All the way to the malt shop and back, Sharon thought about telling Barb what she had done at the Morton house. Several times she actually began and then stopped, which only added to her friend's frustration. By the time they returned to the intersection across from the ranch-style house, the young blonde was almost angry.