Janet McCoy - Angie_s dog orgy

"Oh, baby! Oh, baby!" he groaned again and again, reveling in the knowledge that he was the first to release his load into her hungering depths.

Eager to absorb every last drop of the young Tim's bitter-sweet load of spunk, Sharon gulped at the exploding knob of his incredibly swollen rod, at the same time thrusting her butt back to receive the dog's orgasm that her intensified movement seemed to have triggered at the same moment. Now she was being filled from both ends with her darling lovers' fuck-juice, and the knowledge drove her over the peak of wanton excitement to a never-never land of mind-bending bliss.

"MMmmm!" she moaned greedily around Tim's slowly deflating cock, her belly, her tits, her whole aroused being floating in the maddening euphoria of total release.

Just watching the lovely redhead get it off sparked Angie's orgasm, and she howled into the relative quiet of the lust-filled room.

"Oh, God! I'm coming! COOMMIINNGG!!"

As her belly quivered and churned with its incredible orgasm, she could feel the cock inside her cunt expand and finally explode with a hot load of thick jizz.

There were tears of happiness in Angie's eyes as she realized the extent of the incredible orgasm the five of them had enjoyed almost simultaneously. It was as though a subtle spell of magic had enveloped the room, absorbing everyone inside in its incredible power. From other parts of the room she could hear other men and women shrieking as they came, and she reveled in the total sensuality that had invaded all their lives on this strange Saturday night.

She looked over to where Sid Bailey had been pumping his own cock so energetically to see that he, too, was now getting his release, shooting a shower of white spunk over Tim and Sharon's heads, his face distorted by a rigid mask of culminating lust.

Though Angie had felt in the moments of her overwhelming orgasm that she was spent for the night, that she couldn't possibly summon up the energy to fuck and suck any more, within minutes she was being maneuvered onto her back, and another cock was sliding far up into her wet, welcoming cunt. She opened her eyes to find herself staring into the handsome face of one of TV's most prominent stars.

She grinned and murmured, "Hi, good-looking," before closing her eyes and letting herself drift off on another voyage of pure pleasure, one of several she was to enjoy that night.

Vaguely she was aware of the bustle of activity around her as several lovely young women competed for the chance to be next to fuck the big, gold-colored dog. Angie realized dimly she would not get her chance to screw Jethro tonight, but the thought didn't bother her at all.

Tonight she wanted men, men and more men.

Sunday morning dawned bright and clear, but there was little activity around Sid's Arizona ranchhouse until the sun was almost directly overhead.

Contrary to her usual rise-and-shine habits, Angie was one of the last to emerge from her room and stroll out onto the pool deck. She felt incredibly calm and complacently sensual this morning. The previous night's orgy had loosened her up completely. No longer did she harbor a vague bitterness against Sally for the fuck she'd interrupted the previous week. Now her only regret was that the lovely brunette wasn't there to enjoy pure uninhibited sensuality in the luxurious surroundings of Sid's Spanish-style ranchhouse.

She felt that today would be a good time to head back home and make up with her pretty girlfriend, and have a nice, long fuck-session with Sally and Saxon. Even now, with her entire body apparently sated from last night's endless sex, she felt a little tingle of arousal in her cunt as she contemplated the erotic time the three of them would have together. She even felt there was now a thing or two she could teach Sally about sex.

Feeling too antsy to just lie beside the pool, Angie decided to go for a walk. First, though, she walked over to where Sharon and Tim were stretched out side by side, arms lying casually over one another's backs. They looked like typical young lovers in their passive mood of quiet intimacy. No one who hadn't seen for himself would guess the lascivious activities they had participated in last night.

"Hi, you two," she greeted them, prodding their feet playfully with her toes.

The couple rolled lazily over onto their backs and smiled up at Angie.

"Good morning," Sharon murmured with the hushed sensuality of a well-fed cat. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

"Words fail me, my dear," Angie giggled, dropping onto her knees between the handsome twosome and giving them both a big hug. "You sure are nice people," she said. "And I sure am glad I'm the kind of girl who picks up strangers and fucks their dogs."

"It was beautiful last night, Angie, it really was. You're an amazing woman. I really enjoyed fucking you, too," Tim added mischievously.

"Did you fuck me?" Angie asked in surprise, and then laughed.

"Sure did, but you were so far gone by then, you were riding one long orgasm. I don't think you even noticed when one shift climbed off and the relief man got on."

"Wow, that's why I feel so good this morning. Fulfilled another one of my fantasies without even realizing it. Something down here must have registered though," she remarked lewdly, stroking a hand gently over her shorts-covered crotch. "It sure feels good." Giving each of the handsome teenagers a quick kiss, she rose to her feet. "I'm going for a little walk. To get myself together, as they say. See you later."

Waving gaily at the group around poolside, she went through the fence gate and headed out across the yard, following a route in the general direction of the art barn.

Angie felt too full of exuberant energy to be satisfied with just walking, so she broke into a playful little run, a kind of childlike hippity-hop. Without consciously having any idea of where she was going or what she intended to do, she went directly to the barn.

While I'm here, I may as well drop in and say hello to Jethro, she thought, realizing suddenly that she was anxious to see the dog again. She had missed getting fucked by him last night, and now seemed like as good a time as any to make up for that oversight.

You really are a horny broad, she scolded herself playfully, in fact amazed that she could actually think about more sex after last night's orgy. It really seemed that the more she got, the more she wanted.

Jethro's quarters were a well-cushioned stall in one corner of the barn. Angie was disappointed to discover that the animal was not where she expected to find him. She headed back out through the open door, only to spot the huge golden dog bounding across the mesquite in her direction, his ears flapping in the breeze as he barked in greeting.

"Hi, Jethro. Here, boy!" Angie called the handsome dog, collapsing in a fit of giggles when Jethro raised both paws to her shoulders and smothered her face with wet generous kisses. "Hey, hey, hold it, fella! Wow, you sure are excitable today. Last night did great things for your disposition, too, I see." She led the dog back into the barn in an unconscious search for more privacy.

Jethro settled down comfortably in his cushioned bed when Angie sat down there. "You sure are a pretty boy, Jethro darling," Angie crooned as she stroked his fur with long smooth motions that ran from the top of his head down to his long ragged tail. The animal's features immediately took on a look of sheer bliss as he reveled in the woman's comforting attentions.

"You like being with your Angie, don't you boy, even now when you know you could fuck any girl in the house."

Angie was feeling lewd and intensely stimulated, and the idea of having her own little private orgy here with the dog seemed a fitting and titillating aftermath to the previous evening's erotic activities.