Conrad Sloan - The family pet

Sunny felt wonderful. "Worried about your wife seeing my teeth marks? Just tell her you were bitten by a bitch."

Rubbing his neck, Judd swung his feet off the couch. His cock raised itself like a flagpole with a shiny knob on top; only his knob wasn't golden, she thought, and it had been rained on.

Judd said, "You got so excited when you were coming you tried to eat me back, to use your mouth in some way like I was using mine."

"I don't know," she answered, stretching out her legs and sliding down on her side. Pressing her belly against the cheeks of his ass, she curled over so that her tits were against his thigh, and the breath from her open mouth stirred into his soaked crotch hairs. "I wanted to make you fuck harder when you were coming. Hey – I can see your cum around the root of your prick. It's all frothy, like it was run through a mixer."

"Hell," he said, "it was. You can shift gears inside your little pussy and grind up a man's cock. Like I said before, you're naturally born to this kind of sport, to fucking and eating prick like you'd been trained all your young life. And that's kind of strange, because your mother seems frigid to me, a real ice-maker. Maybe your old man's genes carried all your sexuality."

She blew into his crotch. "I don't know that, either. I don't remember much about my father, but I don't think my mom is all that cold – just lonely and kind of shy."

Lorimer looked at his watch and shuffled his feet. Sunny held his leg and said, "Don't you want me to go down on you again? I can do a better job this time, now that I've had some experience."

"Come on," Judd said. "Your mother may come home anytime now. We got started late today, remember? And my kids are somewhere around the house. Look, we'll get together tomorrow."

"That's too far away," she said. "Guess I'll have to fuck George some more."

He shoved her back and stood up. "You and that damned dog. If I wasn't out of my head about you, I'd kick both your asses."

Sunny smiled evilly at him. "Why – you're getting jealous of George. If you don't want me screwing him tonight, meet me in your backyard about eleven o'clock. Or – I have a better idea. Sneak on over to the doghouse in my yard, and I'll let you watch George fuck me while I go down on you. I'm sure George won't mind."

Lorimer jerked on his shorts and climbed into his jeans. Over one shoulder, he said, "You're some kind of pervert, baby. It's okay with me, but don't let many people hear you talking like that."

She watched him struggle into his shirt, saw him turn up the collar to hide where she'd bitten his throat. Maybe it was already time to do some talking – like telling Betsy Lorimer to come watch her daddy fuck. Maybe it would do everyone concerned a lot of good, and just possibly get Judd turned on to his own sexy daughter.

Sunny was back on hands and knees, because George had kind of caught her there, while she was teasing him. Although he had been licking and lapping her pussy and the crack of her ass for some time, she expected him to keep it up awhile. Sunny wasn't prepared when he suddenly lifted his muzzle from the hot, wet gash and threw his front paws around her waist to mount her.

That was why she wasn't really leaning down far enough with her front end, to start the fucking, and why she didn't have a pillow under her knees to raise her ass higher. But George didn't seem to be having too much trouble; his slidy cock was prodding and poking as he hunched his back.

She'd tease him a little, Sunny thought, and moved her ass slightly from side to side, making him just miss the entrance to her pussy, making the greasy tip of his exceptionally hard prick skid from her dripping cunt lips. The big dog whined and thrust harder, more anxiously, horny as he could be now, and more than ready for his ration of pussy.

Sunny stopped giggling when the sharp point found another target, and pushed strongly there. Not her asshole, she thought; that opening was too small to accept a cock like George's. It wouldn't expand with the same elasticity as her cunt – or would it? Maybe it would stretch enough, and it would be a far-out sensation to get fucked in the ass.

Sunny pushed back at him, wiggling just enough to help the dog seat his cockhead into the tight ring of her asshole. George shoved harder, and she felt the penetration begin, knew the wild feeling of a prick moving into her bung. Slowly, it went in, making its slippery way up into her narrow hole, opening her up.

It was a freaky sensation, and she squirmed upon the hard shaft, taking it deeper into her ass, thankful that George's cock wasn't as big around as Judd's, but beginning to worry about the length of it, too. In the meat went, and father yet, until she was scared it might go all the way up into her belly.

But the dog's tightly swollen balls came to bump against her rounded buttcheeks, and she realized that his prick was shoved home within her ass, that she was taking every inch of it.

"Easy, George," she whispered. "T-Take it easy now. Slow, boy. Go slow and don't hurt me."

Even though she was thrilled, Sunny was still afraid of being reamed this way, and moved back with the recoil of George's cock each time he drew back for another stroke, then rode the stiff prong forward, so he couldn't hit her too hard.

By changing the movements of her ass that way, Sunny was able to hold off the dog's deepest and heaviest thrusts. Yet she wiggled on his prick, thrilled to the feeling it gave her quivering asshole. They moved faster, and with her head hanging down, Sunny could watch the jiggling of her tits and the way her nipples bobbled when he crammed her bung full of his dog cock.

"Easy, George," she pleaded. "Easy."

Of course, he didn't listen, but neither did he go into one of his frantic screwings where he slammed and hammered in a frenzy of need. George had the edge off his passions now, and could take it easy, without trying to tear up her asshole. Sunny speeded up the rhythm of her seesawing to keep up with his probing cock.

The dog's mouth dripped saliva on her naked back, the hot fluid tingling her skin and making her shake her ass more. His forepaws clamped tighter around her and his fucking turned jerkier. He was going to come, she knew, and Sunny reached back between her thighs with one hand to stimulate her own pussy, to use a finger on her aching clitoris. She helped her own coming along, fingering herself in the cunt while the dog's cock slipped back and forth in her asshole. She could actually feel the thrusts of it against the back wall of her pussy, and when the prickhead began to expand, Sunny knew another quick stab of fear.

Since her asshole was tighter than her cunt, could George get hung up in her bung until the swollen head of his hard cock went down? She hoped not; her mother could come nosing around at any time, and if she ever found her darling daughter hung up with the family dog…

George went off just then, and Sunny was more than glad for the heavy rush of his jazz, for the splashing of the hot sperm into the tight tube of her asshole. It not only felt terrific, but the slippery jelly would help get his cockhead out of her butt.

A ripple passed through her body, a small tidal wave of wanton enjoyment totally different from any erotic experience she had known before. The feelings were hotter, more fulfilling, and she worked her finger strongly into her cunt to spread them even farther.

When she came, it was with a powerful jolt that shook her from head to foot, and she thought her clit would burst. Hot, wild, magnificent – the sensations raced over her flesh and through every pore. Clenching her teeth in her lower lip, she moaned in rapture, and would have fallen forward on her face if she hadn't been thinking of that distended cockhead fastened securely within her asshole.