Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

After drying herself, Bette took a powder puff and dusted her body. Her eyes closed with voluptuousness at the touch of the soft, fluffy puff against her naked flesh, on the points of her tender nipples and against the lips of her pussy.

Her back was toward the partially opened door and she didn't see Kaiser come into the room. It wasn't until she felt his damp, cold nose against her ass that she realized he was there. Uttering a startled cry, she whirled around.

The dog, his eyes bright with almost admiration of Bette's luscious, bare-assed body, looked up at her. His tail was wagging slowly from side to side as he stood there. Bette felt a surge of primordial lust sweep over her. Letting him tongue her cunt wouldn't be breaking her word to Don to wait until he came home. It was different letting him eat her cunt than letting him fuck her.

Putting her hand on his head, Bette moved closer, her legs spreading wider. She bit her lip when the dog rubbed his damp muzzle against the hot smooth flesh of her thigh. Unable to move, Bette spread her legs even wider, her blood hot and heavy as it pulsed rapidly in her body. The rhythmic throbbing of her cunt increased as the dog's nose rubbed up along the inner flesh of her thigh. The muscles tensed and quivered as he neared her cunt.

Fascinated, she watched his head move between her legs. She waited with breathless anticipation for the feel of his long broad rough tongue on her slit. When it didn't come, she opened her eyes.

The dog, whining plaintively, moved back from her and sat down, his bright eyes staring up at Bette's hairy cunt. A fit of trembling seized Bette when once again she saw the pointed head of his bright red cock sticking out of the hairy sheath.

Sinking to her knees, Bette sat back on her haunches, slowing parting her legs until the pink, plum soft folds of her cunt were revealed. Remembering what Cindy had said about animals obeying specific commands, Bette called to the dog.

"Come here, Kaiser. Come to me," she whispered softly. "Come over here to Momma."

The dog rose and moved toward her. Bette sighed heavily when she felt him sniff, then suddenly lap at her sensitive tits. A cry of wanton rapture filled the room as unimaginable thrills and sensations washed over her at the feel of that thick rough tongue on her tits.

Leaning back on her hands, Bette spread her knees even further apart. Calling Kaiser to move closer, she raised her hips so that her pussy was at the same height as the dog's nose. The dog pulled back momentarily, then his head bent forward and down. Bette's breath caught in her throat when she heard and felt the dog sniff at her now juice dripping snatch. Holding her breath, Bette thrust her cunt up higher.

An indescribable rapture filled her when she felt his nose rub against her cunt hair, then move down to her cunt itself. Cindy's advice came back to her and in a thick, choking voice, said: "Lick it Kaiser. Suck my cunt. Oh please. Use your big tongue on my pussy. Lick it. Eat me. Right now. Eat my cunt. Suck Kaiser, suck. Now."

A rough, garbled moan of exquisite ecstasy rose from Bette when she felt the dog's long reddish pink, sandpaper rough tongue lick along the mouth of her cunt, the tip of it just sliding up and down along the inside of her spasmodically contracting pussy.

A wave of intense lust swept over her. Never in her entire sex life had she ever experienced such thrilling sensations as she was feeling now as the dog's lapping tongue probed and lapped furiously at her juicy twat.

"Suck my cunt, Kaiser. Eat it. Lick it. Tongue it. Suck my hot cunt." Bette cried excitedly as the dog's tongue stabbed into her cunt. She could feel his broad rough tongue sliding deeper than any tongue had ever penetrated her before, to the very core, the innermost depth of her snatch.

Her body twitched, her thigh and pussy muscles working compulsively as the dog continued to lap at that pulsing red mouth cunt. The thrills that racked her were fantastic, even greater than when she had let Cindy's dog lap at her twat. Her hips undulated almost uncontrollably, her pussy lifting to make it easier for the dog to lick.

Feeling her arms tremble from the strain she was placing on them, Bette felt as if she were going to fall. Not wanting to startle the madly lapping, licking dog, she inched her way back to the john. If only she could get up and sit on that, it would be so much better.

The feelings of sexual excitement and arousement mounted as that rapid raspy long tongue continued to lick at her cunt. Reaching her john, she slowly hoisted herself up until she was sitting on the john seat, her cunt, the juices dripping from between the puffy mouth, was right on the edge of the seat. Stretching her legs out wide, she opened them as wide as she could.

Her inner cunt quivered with a delicious feeling. She had never been so aware of her body and the sensations it was able to experience nor had she ever been as cognizant of her tremendous lusts until this moment. Her spike hardened nipples ached as she looked down at the dog's sleek, silky haired head that was between the ivory smooth flesh of her thighs furnishing a wildly erotic contrast.

Her cunt twitched and ached at the delightful feelings the dog's tongue was creating in her as she succumbed completely to the rising tide of primitive passion that centered in that hot, wet, palpitating cunt.

The unbelievably thrilling sensations of his scratchy tongue on her hot, wet nerve filled pussy was driving her wild. Her entire body heaved and burned with a new, more powerful feeling than any she'd ever known before.

Her hands cupped her swollen, aching tits, her fingers kneading the smooth hot resilient flesh. Her head fell back, her nostrils flaring at the sexual excitement this talented animal was giving her.

What a beautiful dog. What a wonderfully intelligent animal.

"Suck Kaiser. Oh, suck my hot cunt," she sobbed, her hips bucking at the feel of that long tongue exploring the inside of her pussy. She almost fainted from the surging emotions given impetus by her lustful desires. Her legs ached from holding them so wide apart for so long but the dog's continual cunt lapping more than made up for her sore, and tiresome discomfort. Her pink, wet and soft cunt lips seemed to open wider beneath the probing actions of the animal's tongue. Once again, Bette recalled what Cindy had said, and reaching down, pulled the saliva wet lips of her snatch apart, baring the glistening interior of her slippery orifice to Kaiser.

The dog seemed to lip and lap even more furiously at her inner cunt, eating her with voracious fury and relish, his tongue scraping as it rubbed hard across and against her excruciatingly tender clitoris. The feel of his tongue rubbing against that most sensitive part of her entire body had her sobbing with the most ecstatic bliss it was possible to feel. She wanted to come now more than at any other time of her life, yet she didn't want this fabulous feeling to stop.

Her cunt swelled and tingled hotly as the harsh wet rough tongue fairly flew back and forth across that exquisitely tender button, making it throb and burn furiously. It felt as if every feeling, every sensation, every last iota of her will to feel was concentrated between her legs, in her cunt.

Her legs spread wider, twitching and shaking as the dog's cold, wet nose was pressed into her cunt, his tongue weaving a pattern of the most delightful feelings.

Bette began to moan and sob as the feelings intensified. Her hands dug into her heaving tits, the fingers pinching the thick, erect nipples as the tumultuous sensations rose from her rapidly pulsing pussy to her ass and tits, pervading her entire twisting body.

"Ooooohh, Kaiser. Suck. Suck. Suck. Suck my cunt. Make me come. Lick me. Oh, you lovely dog, eat my hot cunt. Make me come with that big beautiful tongue of yours. Suck me!"