Janet McCoy - Angie_s dog orgy

Reality now struck home with a thud, now that the pleasure had given way to this horrible pain. Here she was kneeling on the floor in this weird man's house, being forced to fuck a dog while uncounted pairs of eyes watched her and turned on to her heartless degradation. Even Angie had betrayed her. She'd said getting screwed by Jethro would feel good, better than anything she'd ever known before. The truth was that she'd never in her life felt such terrible pain.

Angie was kneeling forward on her own hands and knees to get a better view of Jethro's well-developed cock ramming its way up into the grunting starlet's unyielding cunt-hole. Angie realized it must be hurting Sharon quite a lot at the moment, but she knew the pain would fade, would give way to unspeakable pleasure. In the meantime she was getting uncontrollably excited by the sight of the dog's slick red prick pummeling the defenseless younger woman's upturned twat with such unrelenting vigor.

Even as she continued her preoccupation with the tantalizing scene going on before her, Angie felt a pair of hands grasping her own asscheeks and a firm pressure up against the moist mouth of her own craving cunt. She realized one of the other men at the party was about to fuck her, and she found herself eager to feel a long, thick human cock drubbing her hungry pussy while she watched Jethro screw the protesting Sharon.

"Uuuuhhhh!" she moaned in animal appreciation as the blood-swollen tool invaded her snatch, sliding smoothly up into her steadily dilating cunt-hole with each, tentative short stroke until it was buried balls deep in her quim.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me, whoever you are!" she found herself saying, and was for a moment slightly shocked at her own wanton words, sounding like a common whore to whom the identity of her lovers means nothing. But the stranger's prick felt wonderful, and the very impersonal nature of her participation in this weird orgiastic drama was indeed half the excitement.

Sharon heard Angie's lusty mewl through the confused daze of her own pain and degradation, and the sound brought her senses back to thoughts of pleasure, reminding her that what was happening to her was not intended to be punishment. To be screwed hard and thoroughly was few women's idea of being put on the rack. She realized with vague surprise that Jethro's cock working its way in and out of her steadily expanding cunt-canal was actually beginning to feel good. Amazingly good, in fact.

Reassured by the knowledge that Angie's prediction of indescribable pleasure was actually coming true, she began to make a few timid undulations of her hips back towards the tirelessly humping animal, testing the best way to get most advantage of his hard-thrusting prick.

Sharon realized that she had never been this filled up before in her life. Always before she could get herself to the point where she was enjoying the benefits of a thick dick, she had let herself be stymied by the pain, and had begged off. But now that she had been forced to put up with the first few minutes of pain, she found that she could take all the cock Jethro was dishing out with relative ease. And she liked it. In fact she loved it.

"Oh, yes, darling, fuck me! Fuck me, you beautiful big dog!"

She had finally broken away from Tim's cock long enough to declare her lust. Then, making a few taunting licks at the swollen mushroom head of the youth's prick, she opened her mouth wide to swallow the entire blood-engorged dong with eager hunger.

So good, so good! she thought dementedly to herself, first drinking in the titillating effects of that hard, relentless cock skewering up into her quivering cunt, then concentrating on the lovely dick impaling her willing mouth. Sharon Moore was convinced she had just arrived in heaven.

Tim Bailey was finding his part in the lusty scenario even more arousing than the three-way orgy with Angie and Jethro in the woods. This time it was a rather innocent young woman his own age who was sucking his dick and taking his dog's hard prick up in her pussy, not a seasoned veteran of cock-sucking and dog-fucking.

Tim was thoroughly excited by watching the progress of the lovely redhead's conversion to total sensuality, wildly stimulated by her fumbling lapping and sucking at his steadily bloating prick. Gazing around him, Tim was further stimulated by the sight of a whole roomful of people engrossed in a weird daisy-chain of fucking and sucking and kissing and hugging.

The youth looked over to where his brother was standing, jacking off and watching Sharon squirming wantonly under the thrusting pricks of man and beast. Tim felt a surge of affection for the older man, who, he realized, was forced into this wild search for pleasure by his own rather limited sexual responses.

Angie was flying high on a peak of total sensual bliss. She realized it had been unrealistic of her to try to shut herself off from one perfectly normal and thoroughly satisfying sexual outlet. To banish men from her life had been a mistake. She saw that now. All she had to do was find swingers, the kind of guys who could enjoy sex – all kinds of sex – for its own sake. Like she did.

For a moment Angie closed her eyes tight and reveled in the tingling sensations soaring through her entire lustful being. That prick fucking so tirelessly up between her welcoming pussy-lips felt like nothing she had known in some time. His stroke was more rhythmic, more sensitive to her own responses than a dog could ever be, and she delighted in the cock's thick, filling energy.

For a moment, it even ceased movement altogether. Angie thought she would go mad with anticipation as her eyes again flew open to watch the dog-cock fucking furiously into Sharon's defenseless snatch, while every fiber of her being waited for that anonymous dick in her own pussy to resume its awesome thrusting.

At last the stranger's cock again drove far up into her greedy pussy-sheath and Angie thrust her head up with sheer happiness, smiling broadly as she again quivered to the tune of a fine fierce fucking.

"Oh, put the prick to me, baby! You fuck me so good!" she cried wantonly.

Sharon was now beyond logic. She didn't see herself as the sacrificial victim of this entire evening's lewd entertainment, kneeling on a raised dais in the middle of an eerie white room fucking a dog and sucking a man's cock, and, from time to time, feeling identityless hands running over her back and round, upthrust buttcheeks. She was the high priestess of lust tonight. And she was loving every minute of it!

If Sharon could have smiled, there would have been a grin broad as her whole face written all over her right now. She could feel tantalizing little darts of passion assaulting her naked body from the tips of her curled toes all the way up to her tingling earlobes. Though her experience in such matters was small, she realized she was about to undergo an orgasm the likes of which she had never known before. The steady drumming of Jethro's long thick cock was driving her to it. The hard, filling girth of Tim's prick in her mouth was calling her to it, as she licked and swirled her tongue around the slickly sawing shaft.

Tim knew he had never been so excited in his life. He didn't think he could hold on much longer against Sharon's talented tongue on his rock-hard tool. He had enjoyed watching the lovely redhead progress from reluctant self-sacrifice to eager, robust sensuality in the span of a few hedonistic hours. The way her ass was shoving back to greet the staccato fuck-thrusts of Jethro's turgid dog-cock indicated her 100-percent participation. She was enjoying fucking and sucking at least as much as the more experienced Angie had the other morning, and she had come upon her sensual awakening all in one grand-slam occasion.

"Wow, baby, you are really something else!" Tim groaned, and his cock suddenly began to shoot out its heavy load of thick white jizz, blasting the fiery jets far into the back of the redhead's throat.