James Butler - The beast in me

Chuck jumped up and faced his father. "We, ahhh, we kinda got sidetracked, Dad."

"It sure looks that way." Allan grinned. "I don't particularly give a damn, but you'd better get busy on that stuff before your mother comes up. We've got another hour or so down there, so you've still got time."

Patty stopped licking the dildo and got to her feet. "We'll get right on it, Dad. Honest."

"See that you do." Allan waved his hand and continued on down the hall.

"Jeez, I better be getting home!" Barb exclaimed. "Look at the time." She scrambled to her feet. "Somebody help me out of this thing, will you?"

Sharon walked over to her and began undoing the straps. "For God's sake, don't say anything about what happened, now. We can all get in a heck of a lot of trouble if you do."

"Don't worry about me. I'm not going to say anything."

"When are you coming back, Barb?" Patty asked.

"How about tomorrow morning? I have some things to do first, but I could be here about nine o'clock."

Sharon took the dildo off and handed it to Patty. "Put that away, will you? Barb, why don't you call first before you come over? I think we'd better cheek with Ruth before we do any more."

"Ah, don't worry about Mom," Chuck said, pulling his shorts up. "She gets bent out of shape some times, but she's okay. Dad runs the place anyway."

"Okay," Barb said. "I'll call first. I'd better get my butt in gear now." She started putting on her clothes.

"I guess we'd all better get dressed," Sharon said to Patty. "And no more screwing around, now. Let's not get your mother mad at us."

Patty walked over and kissed Sharon on the cheek. "Thanks for eating me. I come like crazy when a girl licks my pussy."

Sharon was embarrassed. "Forget it! Wait 'til I get my clothes on Barb, and I'll walk you to the door."

By some sort of unspoken agreement, no one dressed for breakfast the next morning. It seemed pointless for everyone to put on their clothes, then go downstairs and take them off again. Consequently everyone wore their robes to the table. Since there was no particular hurry, they had a leisurely meal, and when they were finished the girls helped Ruth stack the dishes.

"You say Barb's going to be here at nine?" Allan asked Sharon.

"That's what she said. She was supposed to call first, but she forgets things like that."

Ruth laughed. "Don't we all. Well, when she does call, tell her to come on over. We'd love to have her."

"That's right," Allan agreed. "We developed all the pictures last night, and we're short quite a few with Shadow. Sharon, Barb wouldn't mind, ahhh, doing it with the dog, would she?"

"I honestly don't know."

Chuck smirked at his father. "Barb fucks like a mink, Dad. I don't think she'd mind."

"Good." Allan stood up from the table. "C'mon, Chuck. Let's go straighten things up downstairs while the girls do the dishes."

As soon as they were finished in the kitchen, Patty and her mother went downstairs while Sharon waited in the living room for Barb to call or come over. It was just a few minutes after nine when the doorbell rang and Sharon answered it. It was Barb.

"Hey, I thought you were going to call?" Sharon asked as she let the girl in.

"I couldn't call. My mom was there." The blonde looked around. "Where is everybody?"

"They're downstairs." Sharon hesitated. "Barb, I've got to tell you something. They want some pictures with the dog. You know, like that stuff I told you about. If you don't want to do things like that, you'd better just go on home."

Barb's eyebrows went up with surprise. "Why should I mind? You did it, didn't you? I said I'd do anything you did, remember?"

"I just wanted you to know, that's all." Sharon locked the front door. "Well, we might as well go on down. They're probably waiting for us."

"Jeez!" Barb bubbled. "I'm so excited, I can hardly wait!"

I'll just bet you are, Sharon thought with a touch of jealousy. She led the way silently through the hall to the back of the house and down the stairs. When they reached the room with the red door and went inside, they saw that the others were standing around naked. Ruth was brushing her hair, while Chuck and Allan moved the cameras around and set up the lights.

"Good morning, Barb," Ruth said cheerfully. "Take your clothes off and make yourself at home."

"Hi," Barb said shyly. Then she began taking her clothes off so quickly she almost tore the buttons from her blouse.

As Sharon sapped out of her robe, she noticed that Shadow was sitting by the door to the bathroom, looking at the people eagerly. His long red cock was already extended out of its hairy sheath and it glistened brightly.

"You certainly have a beautiful body, Barb," Allan remarked as he eyed the blonde's lush tits and hair-covered snatch. "Would you mind, err, letting the dog mount you for a few shots?"

"Gosh, no!" Barb answered eagerly. "I'd like to see what it feels like to do it with a dog."

"Great!" Allan took the blonde by the arm and guided her to the bed. "Chuck, check the camera angle and lens setting. There we go, Barb. Just get up in the middle of the bed on your hands and knees. C'mon, Shadow! Up!"

Sharon felt a twinge of envy as she watched her friend crawl up and crouch on the white sheets. The girl's bare ass gleamed, and her heavy tits hung from her chest like two balloons. It was quite apparent that Chuck and Allan thought she was something special, and Sharon wasn't too sure that she liked that.

"Get up there, boy!" Allan said to the dog.

The animal mounted Barb and put his front paws on her shoulders, then began hunching his shiny red tool at her pussy.

"Can you put it in, kid, or do you want me to?" Allan asked.

"I'll take care of it." Barb bent her head and looked back between her hanging titties. Then she reached between her legs for the dog's hot tool and began rubbing it up and down her steamy gash. "Oh, wow!" she gasped.

"Just get the head in, Barb," Allan said. "He knows what to do after that."

"Jeez!" Barb whimpered as she poked the tip into her hole and withdrew her hand. "Oh, wow!" Suddenly the dog lurched his haunches forward, plunging his long fiery cock into the girl's pussy, and Barb screamed. "Wwwaaahhh! Aaaggghhh! Oh, God, Shadow!"

"Slow, Shadow!" Allan cautioned. Then he turned and walked back to where Sharon was standing. "Go ahead, Chuck. Take ten or twelve if you can."

Sharon glanced down at Allan's massive hairy prick and felt the familiar tingle in her cunt. Then, with an effort, she lifted her eyes and watched the big black Labrador stab his long pole into Barb's juicy pussy.

"Oh, Jesus!" Barb squealed. "Shadow! Aaarrrggghhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! I dreamed about this all night! Oh, God! Punch it! Shadow! Punch it! Aaaggghhh!"

The blonde was swirling her hips on the dog's lunging shaft. Her big tits slapped together as she writhed and waggled on the delight-filled pole. Her creamy body contrasted sharply with the animal's black fur as he speared her again and again with his milk-covered prong.

"Ssshhhaaadddooowww! Oh, fuck me! Oh, God! I love this! Aaaggghhh! Do it, doggie! Do it!"

"She sure likes to fuck, doesn't she?" Allan said quietly. "It's a good thing she came by. We can sure use a body like that in our pictures."

Sharon felt anger building up in her rapidly. She was as good as Barb! Better, even! That damned blonde wasn't so hot! She reached out her hand and curled her fingers around Allan's rigid, throbbing cock.

"Allan, why don't you fuck me?" she whimpered. "I'm ready."

He looked at her quickly, then his mouth broke into a grin. "Sure, baby! Ruth, get on the other camera, will you?"

Allan turned to face Sharon, still smiling. He reached down with both hands and grabbed the backs of her thighs. "Ready?"