James Butler - The beast in me

"Oh, let's not shut the door, hon," Ruth was saying, her voice so muffled in the other room that it was difficult for Sharon to make out the words. "It's too hot today. The girls won't come down. They'll stay upstairs like I told them."

There was silence for a moment, then Allan said, "Oh, okay. It shouldn't take too long anyway. Since Patty isn't here, we can't do too much. Chuck, check the camera, will you?"

The word "camera" caught Sharon's attention immediately, and her first thought was that they might be taking pictures like the ones upstairs. She had to find out. Bending low, she scurried over behind the pool table, paused, then crawled stealthily to the door.

The big red door was part way open, and there was a half-inch crack on the hinged side. Sharon eased up to it and peeked in. What she saw made her eyes widen, and she had to clamp her teeth together tightly to quiet the gasp in her throat.

The three Mortons were stark naked. Ruth was running a brush through her long black hair, watching her husband and son. Her full, ripe figure was tanned all over, with no white marks across her pelvis or tits.

With her arms raised, Ruth's huge pointed knockers stood straight out from her chest. They had unbelievable areolas, larger than silver dollars, and the nipples looked like pencil erasers. Her tummy was smooth and muscled and flowed softly into the furry triangle that covered her pelvis. The pink lips of her cunt gleamed in the curly growth, vanishing into her crotch. Her long, well-shaped legs were unmarked.

Oh, my God! the girl moaned silently to herself. Then she tore her eyes from Ruth's lush figure and fastened them on Allan.

The man was carefully tucking in a white satin sheet that covered a circular bed in the center of the room. His massive, hairy prick was hard, and jutted out from his bushy groin like a flagpole.

Sharon sucked in her breath when he rose slowly and stood almost facing her, looking across at his wife. My Lord, it's big! she thought.

Allan's gigantic shaft stood up at an angle. His heavy-looking balls hung directly beneath it, resting against his thighs as he stood motionless. Black hair covered his chest, arms and legs, and his torso was well muscled.

Chuck had been facing the other way, fiddling with a camera on a tripod. When he turned around, Sharon's gaze went quickly from Allan to the boy. His cock was also hard. Not quite as hairy, but almost as big as his father's. The thick shaft curving up from his groin was pulsing, and a tiny droplet of liquid hung in the slit at the tip of the gleaming head.

"All set, Son?" Allan asked, walking over to the camera with his hard rod bobbing in front of him. "I sure wish we could use Patty this afternoon, Ruth. A lot of people are asking for her."

"Well, we'll just have to do the best we can." Ruth tossed the brush onto something that Sharon couldn't see. "That guy in Idaho wants a couple with the dog. Let's do those now and worry about the rest later."

As the woman moved toward the bed, Sharon experienced a moment of terror. Was the dog still outside? Were they going to go out and get him? She was all ready to run when Ruth made a clucking sound.

"C'mon, boy. Up." As Ruth climbed onto the satin sheets, Shadow appeared and bounded up. His long red dick was fully extended from its hairy pouch, and his tail was swishing back and forth quickly.

"Are you going to suck him?" Allan asked quietly as he stepped behind the camera.

"Hell, no! You know how much he shoots the first time. I can't take it. We'll fuck first. C'mon, Chuck."

Sharon couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her body quivered with fright and excitement as she glued her face to the crack in the door and watched intently.

"Okay, Shadow," Ruth said. "Here we go." She got on her hands and knees and bent low, the nipples on her huge tits brushing the sheet. The dog moved around behind her and bounded up, placing his front paws on her shoulders.

"That's it, boy! Hold it now!" Ruth bent her head and reached back between her thighs. She curled her fingers around the dog's cock and began rubbing it in her pussy. "Slow, Shadow! Slow, now!"

Chuck walked over to stand by his mother's head. He put his hands on his hips and waited patiently for her to get ready.

"There we go!" Ruth whimpered. "Oh, Shadow! Uuummm! Wait now!"

The dog had hunched forward, spearing his long red pole into her cunt. When it was fully embedded he didn't move, except for his long red tongue, which was hanging out of his mouth and dripping saliva onto Ruth's back.

"Ready, Mom?" Chuck asked, dropping one arm and gripping the base of his tool with his other hand.

"Yes." She lifted her head and rested on her elbows, then opened her mouth wide. As her son moved forward, bending his throbbing cock down, she slipped her lips over the head and moaned. "Uuuunnnfff! Uuunnnfff!"

"Everybody ready?" Allan asked, sighting through the viewfinder. He straightened up and switched on two lamps that illuminated the scene on the bed. "I'm going to take several shots for the file, so stretch it out. Ready? Fuck, Shadow!"

A breathless wheeze escaped Sharon's lips when they began. The dog started hunching upon Allan's command, pulling his long red poker out to the end, then shoving it in until it completely disappeared. At the same time, Ruth began mouthing her son's cock vigorously, making wet slurping sounds with her mouth.

"Uuunnnfff! Uuunnnfff! Uuunnnggghhh!" Ruth groaned. "Uuummm! Uuunnnfff!"

"Jeez, Mom!" Chuck gasped. "Oh, Wow! Aaaggghhh!" He put his hands on the back of her head. "Aaarrrggghhh! Aaarrrggghhh!"

With the bright lights on, Sharon could see more of the room, but it registered vaguely. Red crushed velvet drapes hung from wall to ceiling from what she could see, and the floor was covered with red carpet. The white bed stood out starkly against the dark background.

As she watched the trio on the bed, Sharon felt her pussy tingling and twitching. Fluid was seeping from her cunthole into the folds of her gash and her nipples were hardening. She bit her lip to keep from groaning out loud.

"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnfff!" Ruth moaned. "Uuunnnfff! Uuummm! Uuummm!"

The woman was writhing and twisting her bare ass, backing onto Shadow's plunging pecker. Her heavy tits swayed beneath her as she slurped and sucked on the hard shaft in her mouth.

"Aaarrrggghhh!" Chuck groaned. "God, Mom! Dad said slow! Uuunnnggghhh! Not so hard! Aaaggghhh!" The boy's body was quivering from head to toe as the hot lips slid up and down his pole. His eyes were glazed and he swallowed rapidly as he watched his tingling shaft appear and disappear into his mother's mouth. "No So Fast! I won't be able to hold it! Oh, jeez!"

Behind the door, Sharon was barely aware of the clicks of the camera and the sounds of film holders being changed. Her cunt ached and she was so hot it was almost unbearable. She slipped a hand up between her creamy thighs and pressed it tightly against her twat as though to suppress her overwhelming urge.

"Uuunnnfff! Uuummm!" Ruth's naked body was twisting and gyrating. Her long hair swished over her shoulders as she bobbed her head quickly, at the same time swirling her cunt on Shadow's plunging tool.

"Just a couple more!" Allan said anxiously. "Then you can go to it!"

"gggnnnuuuggghhh! Mom! God!" Chuck was fucking his mother's mouth with quick thrusts. His asscheeks were clenched as he pumped his tool in and out of her wet lips.

The big black Labrador began whining. He was hunching quickly, and his heavy balls swung between his legs. He shifted his hind feet and began pumping even more rapidly. His red mouth was wide open and his long tongue hung out the side, dripping.

"Dad! Aaarrrggghhh! I can't hold it! Aaaggghhh!"

Allan quickly slapped another film holder into the camera. "Okay! Now!"