Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

She heard the dog whimper as he lapped eagerly at her inner pussy, his tongue pressing inside the soft lips and rubbing hard across her stimulated clitoris. Her head fell back and she braced herself on her hands behind her as the dog's furious cunt lapping filled her with a sudden surge of lust that convulsed her body with fierce, uncontrollable spasms.

She staggered over to the john seat and collapsed on it, completely exhausted from the furious cataclysm of the most intense orgasm Kaiser's tongue had brought her to. Her stiff nippled tits heaved and her entire body was permeated by a sense of delectable languor as the throbbing rhythm inside her pussy slowly abated. Her body still trembled as she weakly pushed the dog from her.

"Down Kaiser. Enough. Sit down," she breathed weakly. "That is enough."

The dog looked up at her adoringly, his pink tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Good dog. Oh yes, you are a good dog." Bette whispered, not wanting Don to know that the dog was in here with her and had just eaten her cunt. "And later on tonight, you're going to have the opportunity of using that big cock of yours in my cunt, not just your lovely tongue. But right now, Momma's got to get cleaned up and ready for tonight."

Quietly, she led the obedient dog back to the kitchen and closed the door, then hurried to the bathroom, showered and came back into the bathroom.

"What took you so long," Don grinned. "What did you do, scrape the load out with your fingers?"

"Never mind that, cocksman," she quipped. "You had better get cleaned up yourself. Cindy and Greg will be here before you know it."

While Don showered and she could hear him singing happily as he did, Bette quickly dressed. She wore only a dress and nothing beneath it. From what Cindy had said, it was going to be a night of pure, unadulterated sex, so why should she dress otherwise.

Cindy and Greg arrived about nine and the four of them sat around talking and drinking. The pretty blonde steered the conversation around to sex and then to dogs and women.

"I just can't get Don to let me try our dog," Bette said lightly, winking at Cindy. "He's seen how gentle Kaiser is, how quiet and obedient, how he does everything he is told."

"Sure, honey, but being fucked by a dog is something else. Remember how long that dog screwed the girl in the show?"

"How could you know," she laughed. "You with your cock stuffed in Cindy's mouth."

"Yes, I agree," Don grinned, turning to look at Cindy who was smiling at him, her tongue sliding along her full lips. "If you will pardon my frankness, Cindy is quite a cocksucker."

"Would you like to try my mouth again, Don?" Cindy said in a low throbbing with sex voice.

"Oh brother would I."

"How about you Bette," Cindy asked. "Do you think you and Greg might pick up where you left off the last time?"

"I'd love to if Greg doesn't mind. But right now, I think we all have too many clothes on, don't you agree?"

Breathlessly eager for the sex to begin so that she would have the opportunity of getting fucked by Kaiser, Bette quickly stripped. Two minutes later she was holding Greg's thick hot hard-on in her hand, stroking and rubbing it. Her lusts soared when she recalled how good his cock had felt when he had fucked her. The thought excited and elated her. The way things were going, the complete lack of embarrassment on everyone's part, the way Don had willingly thrown himself into the thing made her feel certain that when the time came for Kaiser to fuck her, he would not object.

She sat in one of the chairs and Greg came over to stand in front of her, his cock looking like a huge, alive flag pole. Putting her hands on the taut cheeks of his ass, she pulled him closer to her, making him stand directly in front of her. Her eyes were fastened on that huge hard-on that angled up from his hairy bush and unconsciously she licked her lips. Then with a soft mewing sound, she bent her head, her lips parting to close around the blunt, rounded knob. The feel of that hot smooth skinned shaft filling her mouth, had Bette hot with excitement. She sucked with long up and down sliding motions of her mouth, sucking at his cock furiously and suddenly Greg pulled back, his wet slippery cock coming out of her mouth. When Bette looked at him with startled surprise, he smiled and sat down beside her.

"Cindy told me all about the scheme the two of you have cooked up about trying to get Kaiser to fuck you. What we thought would be best was to wait until Don was in Cindy, then I will say I want to fuck you dog fashion. You kneel down with your ass to the kitchen door and I'll go out and get the dog. Then I will bring him in and over to you so he can fuck you. Do you think Don will flip his lid when this happens?"

"I hope not," Bette replied fervently, her breath coming in quick, short gasps. "He agreed to my keeping the dog, he likes him and knows why I wanted him in the first place, so he should not raise too much of a fuss."

"Okay, then let's get ready."

Bette trembled with repressed sensual anticipation as Greg rubbed his hand across her cunt. The juices flowed freely down onto his hand. "You are really hot for this thing, aren't you?"

"Oh Greg, if you only knew how much," she moaned, her hips undulating against his caressing fingers. Her cunt was burning AND ITCHING to be fucked by Kaiser. Looking over, she saw that Cindy was straddling Don's lap, his cock buried to the hilt in her wet, pink lipped twat. The sexy blonde was rising and falling on that rigid shaft that impaled her.

"Oh Greg, now," she moaned, turning back to him. "Let's do it now. I am so hot for it. Please. I need it. I want to be fucked now."

Bette quivered with furious arousement when she saw Greg nod to Cindy who was busily engaged in fucking Don. The blonde winked and Greg said in a loud voice, "Come on Bette, let's fuck dog fashion."

Bette scrambled down to the floor, her ass and twat facing the kitchen door. Her head swirled as she waited breathlessly for Greg to bring Kaiser back with him. Soft, deep rising sounds of intense lust dribbled from her when she heard Greg come back into the room and heard Kaiser's feet scraping on the floor. Her lungs swelled as she held her breath as she trembled with erotic desires, waiting so anxiously to feel that lovely big thick red prick fuck her as only an animal could. Her heart leaped into her throat when she heard Greg say, "Fuck her Kaiser. Fuck Bette. Fuck her good."

The next moment she felt the dog mount her. The feel of his smooth sleek hairy body on hers, his legs tight around her waist turned her on completely and she came. A second later, she felt Greg's hand guiding the dog's pointed prick into her hot pussy. A low wailing cry broke from her, a sound of erotic delight filled the room when she felt the dog's stiff hard cock go driving deep into her well oiled cunt. The feeling as he entered and then began to fuck her with that incredible pumping action, filled her with unbelievable pleasures.

Twisting her head she saw Don staring wide-eyed at her being fucked by the huge German Shepherd. Don's prick seemed to grow longer and thicker as he watched, his mouth open at the sight of Bette's contorting, twisting body as she begged and urged the dog to fuck her harder and faster. She heard Don gasp as he saw Kaiser's red shiny prick sliding in and out of her cunt at that breathtaking pace. Frantic as she was by the overpowering thrills that drove her to the heights of exquisite delight, Bette kept her eyes on Don as he looked at his wife being excitingly fucked by a dog. Her heart leaped when she saw him get up and kneel down beside her.

"I'll be a son of a bitch," he said with awe. "He's really got his cock in your cunt and is fucking you. Wow. Look at him go. Damn, but this is the wildest thing I ever saw."