Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

The thought spurred her on to even greater cocksucking endeavors. The perverted thought of sucking off a dog brought her to still another orgasm of her own. Finally exhausted after making Don come in her mouth and she had gotten cleaned up, Bette fell into bed and into Don's arms and in a second was asleep.

The next afternoon Bette called Cindy. She was desperately eager to get out to the kennel Cindy had told her about but she did want company. There was a burning urgency inside Bette now. The fucking she had had only served to increase her desire to have a stud dog of her own. With Don having given his permission, as well as a blank check, Bette just couldn't wait.

When Cindy didn't answer, Bette drove out to the kennel herself. She thought the man looked at her rather oddly when she said she wanted a large sized dog, a German Shepherd, Doberman or perhaps a Boxer if he were big enough.

Her insides were churning as the man led her down between the long line of wired runs. There were dogs of every description and breed as well as size. None appealed to Bette until she saw him.

He was a majestic looking German Shepherd with lovely black marking on his back and the rest of him was a golden tan. He had a bright intelligent looking face and when Bette stopped outside his run, he looked up at her almost adoringly.

Bette's breath caught in her throat. The minute she saw him she knew that this was the dog she wanted. She peeked a look underneath him and felt weak inside when she saw the size of that thick furry covering of his prick. There was a warming tingle between her legs as she looked at that tremendous shaft and big round balls.

"I'll take him," she told the man, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice.

"Kaiser? He's a beautiful dog, isn't he? Well trained too. You made a good choice, lady. Big as he is, Kaiser is as gentle as a baby."

Bette thought she detected a bit of a leer in the man's voice but she didn't give a damn. She just wanted the dog.

Hot tremors shook her as the man got a leash, went into the run and brought out the dog. When he stood beside Bette, his head came almost to her hip.

Reaching out a trembling hand, she stroked his head. Her cunt contracted violently at the feel of his soft, silky hair and the rippling spasms made her feel as if she were about to come. If it was like this with her just touching him, what would it be like when he ate her cunt.

"Looks like he really likes you, lady."

Bette's heart was pounding and there was a huge knot in her stomach and a trickle of warm juices ran down her thighs. She could feel her tits swell, the nipples hardening and she hoped that they were not too apparent.

Quickly she wrote out the check and gave it to the man.

"He'll ride easily in your car, lady. He's used to traveling by car. Well, I sure wish you luck."

Again Bette felt that almost obscene leer on the man's face but so eager was she to get Kaiser home, she didn't pay any attention to him. Her stomach and cunt ached from the tenseness that gripped her and her breathing was hard and hurried.

In the car, Kaiser sat in the back seat, looking at her, then out the window. Once, looking back at him, Bette saw that brilliant red tip of his cock sticking out of the hairy covering. The sight of just that red tip caused Bette to moan with lustful desire and she wanted so desperately to feel all of that seemingly huge prick buried in her twat as Sultan's had been.

"Just wait Kaiser," she said softly to the dog who turned to look at her. "You and I are going to have such wonderful times together. I'll take good care of you. See that you have a nice warm dry place to eat and sleep and you, you beautiful dog, will make me oh, so happy, when you learn how to use that lovely tongue of yours on my hot cunt and make me just come and come and come. Oh, how good it will be."

The dog, almost as if understanding her, whined softly and leaning forward, licked lightly at Bette's neck. Bette, her body tormented by intoxicating desire, felt the dog's tongue on her flesh and trembled involuntarily. She felt his warm moist breath on her neck causing the muscles of her pussy to twitch as the juices really flowed. She could hear Kaiser sniff and realized he was smelling the hot aroma that rose from between her legs.

"Just wait. Just wait, Kaiser," she whispered. "Soon you'll be lapping at that hot pussy with that nice gigantic tongue of yours making me come. Oh Kaiser, I get so hot just thinking about feeling you eat my cunt."

The urge was great to stop somewhere and relieve this overpowering desire, to make herself come so she could not feel this hot burning ache in the pit of her stomach and in her palpitating pussy. However, not being too sure yet of the dog's reaction, she decided to wait until she got home. Then, one way or another, she would relieve this itch in her box.

When they did arrive home, Bette led the obediently following Kaiser into the house. Inside, she took him through the house showing him every room. When the tour was over, Bette took the leash off of him, letting him wander around on his own.

Watching his sleek muscular body, the thick muscles rippling under his gorgeous slick haired coat, Bette felt weak with lust. Unable to resist the temptation, Bette removed her panties. Leaning back against the sink, she put her hand over her cunt.

A low, wailing moan rose from her as her fingers touched her soaking wet twat. Her breath came in short, hard explosive gasps as she worked first one, then two fingers in and out of her pussy. Faster and faster her fingers laved her snatch with erotic caresses, her fingers reaching up deep inside her.

Her orgasm burst on her like the explosion of a bomb. A deep muted cry filled the room as the powerful convulsive fury of her pent-up emotions broke loose inside her. Her body jerked and squirmed as spasm after spasm shook her violently, sobbing cries of temporary gratification coming from her.

Looking up, she saw Kaiser looking at her with almost a look of concern on his face.

"Don't worry Kaiser. Momma is just relieving herself. And for the last time, I hope, now that you are here. From now on, it will be that lovely tongue and cock of yours that will take care of all things like this for me."

Feeling the need for a shower, Bette set out some food for the dog, then went upstairs. She was more than pleased with the way the dog seemed to accept his new home. He had taken to it very, very well, especially after his tour of exploration.

In the bathroom, Bette stripped. As she basked under the stinging spray of the shower, against her tortured cunt and hard tender nipples, she wondered again, how Kaiser would react when he was introduced to her pussy. The thoughts set off a new wave of passion in her and her cunt pulsated with the desire to be fucked. She regretted the promise that she had made Don not to do anything with the dog until he was there to supervise it, just in case something happened.

Her fingers slid down to her wet juicy slit again, rubbing gently across the plum soft pink lips.

"Oh Don, why aren't you here with that great big hard on of yours so you could fuck me and make me feel better. I need a prick so much. My cunt's on fire."

Her body writhed and twisted as the thrills coursed through her from the actions of her fingers on her slit and clitoris, her fingerfucking bringing her new thrills.

Shaking herself, Bette brought her come covered fingers out of her twat, finished her shower and stepped out onto the soft, carpeted floor. Taking a large towel, she started to dry herself off. Looking up, she stared at her naked reflection.

She did have a lovely body she thought, noticing the curve of her ass and hips, the swelling of her tits and the length of her legs. She could see the pink lips of her cunt, the cunt that just loved to be fucked and sucked and eaten.