Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

The girl's hand pulled away from her well lubricated snatch and rose to her mouth. She smelled her fingers that were coated with her come juices, licked at them for a moment then held her hand out toward the dog, calling to him to come to her.

Wriggling down on the couch, the girl moved forward until her ass and cunt were right at the edge of the couch, her feet on the floor. She drew her knees up so that the soles of her feet rested on the edge of the couch, then pushed them wide open.

Bette sucked in her breath, hardly able to breath when she saw the lips of the girl's cunt spread wide, the creamy white fluids leaking down the cheeks of her ass.

Fascinated, her body trembling, Bette shivered with wildly exciting shivers of wanton lust. The thought that this huge dog was going to suck and fuck this voluptuous female thrilled her as much as when she had seen Cindy getting fucked this afternoon. The tingling in her cunt turned into a raging inferno of desire, a consuming, raging holocaust of lust.

The warmth increased when she felt Greg's hand slip inside her dress, under her bra and onto her bare, stiff-nippled tit. She felt the mound swell, the nipple stiffen even more under his gentle but skillful caresses. Her breathing came heavier, burning in her throat, her body writhing as Greg's hand rested on her thigh.

The soft, hot, wet lips of her cunt contracted, then opened as if reaching for Greg's hand. A tingling shock almost like an electric shock ripped through her when she felt Greg move his hand up slowly, turning it and cupping his broad, strong fingers over her cunt. Her hips arched at the strong contact and her head fell back as Greg's fingers curled inward, pressing gently but firmly against the softness of her outer cunt. Her head rolled then froze at the sight that greeted her eyes on the other love seat.

Don's stiff, red-knobbed cock rose up out of his gaping fly and Cindy's hand was holding it as she stroked her fist up and down along the thick rigid shaft. The sight of her husband's cock being caressed by another woman strangely excited her tremendously. There was no anger, no jealousy, no fear of any kind. Only an overwhelming desire that was like a powerful drug as she watched the red tip of her husband's cock appear and disappear in the circle of Cindy's clutching fist.

Hearing a growling bark from the stage, Bette turned her attention back to the stage once more. She gasped at what she saw.

The dog had his long snout buried between the girl's come-wet thighs, rubbing against the damp matted hair that surrounded the girl's pussy. Bette saw the girl tremble fiercely, her fingers moving in the bedclothes, her body tensing as the dog's long, broad rough tongue licked out at the girl's twat.

Deep harsh cries came from the wriggling girl as the dog's tongue lapped from the crack of her ass all the way up over the entire length of her pink lipped snatch. Flinging her legs high, the girl thrust her juicy twat against the dog's snout. He began to lap at her pussy greedily, faster and faster. Encouraged by the girl's moaning sobs and the almost constant flow of her cunt fluids, the dog's big, flat tongue flicked relentlessly at the girl's cunt lips and inside as well.

Caught up in the throes of highly aroused primitive passion the girl reached down and pulled the lips of her cunt wide open. A gurgling scream of sheer pleasure ripped from her as the dog pressed further forward, his tongue almost a pink blur as he lapped frantically at the glistening in her cunt with that long tongue, raking it across her long, thick clitoris.

Her hips and ass twisted and jerked as she responded to the incredible cunt lapping being lavished on her by the dog. Her body jerked with repeated spasms, low sobs of frenetic ecstasy pouring from her constricted throat as the great dog brought her to one orgasm after another. Bette, her body consumed with burning lust, wallowed in the unabashed, debauchery that filled the small theatre. Her cunt and body hungered for a tongue, animal or human, to be lapping at her twat, probing inside, sucking and biting on her excruciatingly sensitive clitoris. She was filled with a hot excitement, a sensual lust far greater than anything she had ever felt before.

The moans of ecstatic bliss coming from the stage fascinated her as she watched the girl, her hips and ass rolling, jerking and humping furiously. Her legs rose high as her fingers once more pulled her cunt mouth wide open, sobbing furiously as that long, broad tongue darted and plunged deep into that gaping slit.

Bette, her heart pounding madly, her breath burning in her throat saw the dog's rump begin to jerk back and forth as his tongue ravished her soaking wet come filled pussy. The girl, her body contorting frantically screamed hoarsely, her hips wriggling harder as she shoved her cunt tighter against the dog's nozzle, forcing his tongue deeper into her. Her harsh, animal like cries gradually became clear to Bette and the others. She was calling for the dog to suck and tongue her cunt faster, to ram his tongue in deeper, to lap at her pussy and make her come.

With a shock, Bette recalled the similarity of this girl's wild, impassioned pleas to those she had heard coming from Cindy this afternoon. Turning her head, she looked across to where her husband and neighbor sat.

A gasp broke from her when she saw Cindy sprawled out on the love seat, her legs stretched out wide, her dress up around her waist. Don's hand was under her panties and from the action Bette could see, she knew he had his finger buried deep in Cindy's twat, fucking her with it.

The blonde's hand was clasped tightly around Don's prick, moving up and down that rampant rod, her lust blazing eyes fastened on the bizarre scene unfolding on the stage in front of them.

Down on the stage, the girl, now totally in the grip of uncontrollable animal passions, raised her ass higher on the couch. Bette could see the dog's tongue lick along the deep crack between the plump cheeks of the girl's ass. Sobbing, the girl reached up under her. Her fingers dug into the resilient flesh of her ass and pulled them wide apart. A cry of painful pleasure rose in the air as the dog's tongue darted at and around then in and out of that brownish pink puckered opening.

Sliding her fingertips further down, the girl pulled the narrow opening of her asshole wide open. The dog, sensing his advantage, pressed further forward, his snout pressing harder up against her ass, his tongue forcing itself into that narrow channel. The girl seemed to go wild. Her body twisted and jerked almost uncontrollably as that thick, broad tongue jammed itself further up into her ass itself.

A low bubbling moan rose in Bette's throat when she saw the dog's tongue, working in and out of the girl's undulating ass. Her senses were further excited when she saw the dog's bright red, sharply pointed cock sliding out of the hairy sheath under his belly. It was long, longer than Sultan's and thicker too, almost seven or eight inches long with that thrillingly tapered knob. It was coated with a sheen of creamy white liquid that made the length of his prick glisten erotically.

Then the girl, in her avid, mad tossing saw it. Her body stilled as she stared hungrily at that gigantic prick and the thick juices that dripped from the head of it. Sitting up, she reached down and grabbed that slimy wet cock, her fingers caressing it hard and fast and skillfully.

Bette, her senses swimming in abandonment pushed Greg's hand off of her cunt. She pulled her skirt up frantically baring her sleek wet thighs then taking his hand, jammed it hard against her hot throbbing snatch. Her body was on fire as the walls of her cunt expanded to take Greg's deeply probing finger as it moved in and out of her hot, burning pussy. A trickle of hot, slimy, sticky juices kept dripping from that excited twitching teat.