Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

The cock knot seemed to grow even bigger as the dog's legs tightened even more around her middle. It felt to her as if he were pulling her down so he could jam greater lengths of his prick up into her snatch.

Wild and almost out of her mind with the most powerful pleasure she had ever imagined. Bette tried to match the dog's staccato thrust by shoving her ass and cunt back against him, twisting and grinding her hips but she could not match or keep up with the dog's rapid in and out thrusts.

Tears of the most intense ecstasy streamed down Bette's face as thrill after thrill wracked her shaking body. She was being fucked as she had never been fucked before. And by an animal, a dog. A big, black, sleek haired, whining dog with a better than human cock. It was fantastically exciting and unbelievable as the dog's long, hot spike impaled her soaking wet snatch, his cock driving in and out like a piston.

Fucking was the greatest thing in the world she thought as her cunt tightened around that pile-driving cock, especially with a dog like this who could and did fuck for so long and at the same rapid thrilling tempo.

"Fuck me Sultan. Fuck me good. Fuck my hot, juicy cunt that just loves your cock so much," Bette screamed, completely lost in wanton abandoned sexual aberration. "Oh, you beautiful fucking dog. What a beautiful cock. It is so big and hard. Oh fuck me. Don't ever stop fucking me, keep that lovely dog cock in my cunt."

"Fuck her Sultan. Oh, you black bastard, fuck Bette hard and fast. Fuck her good. Come in her juicy twat. Come. Come. Fuck her and come."

Unbelievably the dog's frantic in and out motions came in even greater speed. Bette was wallowing in a world that existed only between her legs and deep inside her cunt.

A new sensation pervaded her when she felt a hot thick fluid being ejected into her convulsively squeezing snatch and she realized that Sultan had or was coming in her.

The thought that a dog or beast, an animal was shooting his hot load into her pussy drove Bette to a lustful delirious frenzy. Her pussy exploded, sending wave after wave of the most excruciating ecstasy she had ever known through her body.

Sounds she could hardly recognize as her own poured from her as she walked in the path of indescribable rapture, her body soaring with the thrills of a shattering orgasm that had been brought on by the dog fucking her. She passed quickly from one thrilling, delightful orgasm to another as the dog's cock moved more slowly within her soaked pussy. The bliss and sheer ecstasy was so great, the thrills so intense that Bette almost fainted from the unimaginable feelings.

Bette was only faintly aware of the dog's knot slowly shrinking, of his slow withdrawal until her cunt felt empty as he pulled all the way out. With a long, quivering moan, Bette collapsed on the floor, completely fucked out for the first time in her life.

She was only dimly aware of Cindy washing her pussy off then her thighs and ass with a cool, damp cloth. It was with an effort that she rose to her feet and when she did, she felt a warm flood leak from her cunt down along the inside of her thighs. She tottered over to the bed and sank down on it, smiling weakly at the anxiously looking Cindy.

"Oh God, Cindy. What a fuck. What a beautiful amazing fuck. I just can't believe anyone, man or animal, could ever produce such fantastic feelings. Being fucked like that is out of this world."

"I take it you liked it then," Cindy smiled, sitting beside Bette. "How do you feel?"

"Mmmmmm. Completely fucked out but adorably so. If I had known it was anything like this, I would have gotten a dog long ago. It was absolutely incredible."

"Do you think you will get a dog of your own?"

"Yes and I don't think Don would object, considering the way he reacted when we saw that show."

"Greg did a bit at first but when he found it didn't cut out his own fucking, he was all for it. How does your cunt feel?"

"Hot, burning and wonderful," Bette smiled. "Wouldn't it be really wild if a man with a cock like Greg's could ever fuck like a dog?"

"Yes, but they come so fast. Bette, if you are really interested in pursuing dog fucking further, I can give you the names of some people I have contacted who are also dog lovers. Most of them have stud dogs and can vouch for their ability."

"You mean that there are others?"

"Honey, you'd be surprised at the number of women who go for dog fucking, married and otherwise."

Before Bette left, Cindy gave her the names and addresses of a half dozen couples and a couple of singles with dogs, also the address of a kennel.

Home and in the shower, Bette knew she was going to get a dog. She just had to have her own stud dog. She knew that Don would not really object. Like herself, Don was a sex nut and always looking for new kicks and ways of enjoying sex. This would certainly appeal to him and his erotic tastes.

Drying herself off, Bette wondered as to the kind of dog she would get. Sultan, a Doberman, had been undeniably good but Bette could not drive out of her mind the picture of that German Shepherd in the show who had fucked the girl. When she had dressed, she sat down and wrote to the people whose names Cindy had given her. With that out of the way, she went downstairs to prepare dinner.

That night, Don asked her how her day had gone and she said very well, then told him she would like to have a dog.

"It's a good idea," Don said. "In a neighborhood like this, there's no telling what might happen. With a dog you'd have protection."

Bette smiled as she slid over closer to Don. "I mean a stud dog, darling, a sex dog. One like the one we saw at that show with Cindy and Greg."

Her heart almost stopped when he looked sternly at her, then his expression slowly softened and Bette could see the interest build in his eyes as the bizarre idea began to appeal to him.

"You mean you'd like to have a dog to fuck you?"

"Fuck me and suck me," Bette whispered, her hand reaching down to close around his cock.

"Why Don, you have a hard on. Tell me, is it the thought of my being sucked and screwed by the dog that is exciting you?"

"Yes it is. Do you think you could take it? That dog was really hung and he fucked like a jackrabbit for a long time."

Bette hesitated for a moment, then said softly. "I have already tried it."

"You what?"

"Darling, you must promise not to say a word about this to anyone but you know Cindy and Greg's Doberman, Sultan?"

"Sure I do, but what…" Don's eyes opened wide with shocked surprise. "You mean Cindy and Sultan…"

"Yes dear. Sultan fucks Cindy. I was over there today and he fucked me too."

Bette knew that Don was hooked. She could tell by the look of sexual excitement in his eyes and the expression on his face.

"Tell me about it, everything about it. Don't leave out a thing, honey. I want to know it all."

Bette told him in the most minute detail going back to the first time she had seen Cindy and Sultan sucking and fucking. While she was relating her erotic tale, Don quickly stripped. By the time she had finished, he was as hot as Bette had been earlier. Pushing her over on her back, he threw himself between her wide spread legs and with one powerful thrust, buried his prick to the balls in her cunt, then proceeded to fuck her with a fury he had not shown since their honeymoon.

So hot was he that his cock remained hard even after he had come and Don fucked her once more.

Later that night in bed, Bette told him about the couples Cindy had told her about and also about her writing them. She was amazed to find that Don had another hard on. This time, she went down on him, taking his thick hard on in her hot wet mouth, sucking it voraciously. As she did, Bette wondered what a dog's cock would taste and feel like in her mouth.