Peter Brewster - Strange perversion

Bette could see the full rounded cheeks of Cindy's ass heave upward as she pressed her cunt forward. At the same time, Cindy reached down and with her fingertips, pulled back the soft, pink puffy lips of her cunt.

Bette stared intently as the pink glistening shiny wet interior of the other girl's pussy was exposed to her gaze. That pulsing quivering snatch was dripping a continual flow of thin slippery fluids that ran down between the cheeks of her ass and at which Sultan lapped furiously.

Suddenly Cindy sat up. Putting her hand on Sultan's head, she pushed him back gently from her. Wondering about what was going to happen, Bette felt her heart beat savagely when she saw Cindy sink to her knees beside the dog, reach up underneath his belly and begin to rub her hand back and forth lightly across the hairy cock.

Gasping, she stared at that bright red prick as it began to emerge from its protective covering. It kept growing and growing, longer and longer until every bit of its seven inches was exposed.

Bette's cunt contract fiercely as she came. Her body shook and trembled as the hot excitement of actually seeing a dog's prick only inches from her. It was not as thick as her husband's cock nor of Greg but it was a powerful cock nonetheless. The head was sharply pointed and drops of thick, greyish white fluids leaked from that oddly shaped knob.

Her cunt aflame with a sensation she had never known before, she stared fixedly at that red, slippery, seven inches of steel hard dog cock. Her body was ripped asunder with a shattering sexuality exceeding anything she had ever felt before.

The dog standing on all fours now whined as Cindy's hand, wet and slippery from the dog's liquids, slid back and forth along his cock. His rump started to move slowly with almost lazy back and forth motions, his back arching slightly as Cindy's hand got him more and more excited.

"He just loves to have his cock rubbed," Cindy told Bette. "Just like a man, aren't you Sultan? You like to have your prick played with, don't you, you darling."

The dog whimpered almost as if he understood. His long broad tongue lolled from the corner of his mouth as his cock was being felt and caressed. Cindy, with a final caress, knelt in front of the animal, then leaned forward on her hands.

Bette's pussy was a whirling torrent of tremendous excitement as she heard Cindy exhort the dog to fuck her.

"Fuck me Sultan. Fuck me. Get on me and fuck me with that big hard cock of yours. Up Sultan. Up and fuck me. FUCK ME!"

The dog licked at her ass and cunt, then with a deep growl, mounted Cindy's trembling body from behind.

Bette couldn't repress the moan that broke from her, her finger diving down to her snatch, sliding back and forth in that sopping wet slit as the dog gripped Cindy's slim waist with his front paws. Sliding closer, Bette looked at that long bright red wet cock as it banged against Cindy's cunt and ass.

"Put it in me Bette," Cindy cried, spreading her knees further apart. "Hurry. Put his prick in my cunt. Oh please. Put it in me. Not in my ass though. Make sure his cock goes in my pussy."

Bette gripped that iron hard dog cock in her hand. A violent seizure of shaking spasms gripped her when she felt that hot cock in her hand. The feeling of its slippery pulsing length in her hand made her experience another shattering orgasm.

"Bette, please. Put it in me. Oh please, please put his cock in my cunt before I go mad. Put it in so he can fuck me."

Cindy's wild, anguished cries penetrated the lust filled haze that surrounded Bette's consciousness. Her hand trembled wildly as she lifted that rigid red rod to the gaping, yawning slippery opening of Cindy's twat. Her breath burned in her throat when she saw that thick spike driven all the way in with one long savage thrust. She gasped as she watched it sink deep and all the way in until Sultan's balls banged up against Cindy's ass.

Her hand worked furiously in and out of her own dripping slit as her gaze remained fastened on that prick sliding in and out of Cindy's cunt at an incredible pace. The wet sucking sounds as the dog withdrew only to drive every last bit of his cock back into Cindy, had Bette sobbing as a raw primitive passion claimed her.

She came, inundating her hand with sticky, slippery come juice but her eyes never left that red come flecked prick as it fucked Cindy with the relentless action of a runaway piston. She could see the dog's cock begin to form that wide, oval roundish knot just below the center of his prick, stretching Cindy's cunt lips even more each time it went driving into her.

The dog fucked steadily, his rump thrusting back and forth unceasingly. Cindy kept pushing her hips back, rolling and twisting them as harsh, inarticulate sounds of pleasure poured from her.

"Oh you fucking Sultan. Make Mommy happy. Fuck me. Oh fuck me. Come Sultan. Come in Mommy. Oh. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Cindy's voice rose to a shrill scream as Sultan pounded at her cunt with those incredibly fast strokes. Bette, driven by a fierce compulsion, reached up under Cindy's cunt to feel and touch the dog's pistoning prick. Her head swam when she felt that rigid shaft pulse and throb as it moved between Cindy's come covered cunt lips. She could feel that big bulging knot on his cock. It was huge. Almost two and a half inches around and as hard as a rock. She could see it push Cindy's cunt mouth in as he drove that thick swollen rod in and pull the soft slippery folds out as it came back.

Bette was frantic with lust now. The sight of that long thick prick going in and out, back and forth with a fast, hard, steady tempo had her caught up in a whirling vortex of blind unreasoning passion. She just had to be fucked by this animal. She had to have this fantastic cock in her cunt, making her thrill the way Cindy was being satisfied right now.

She could see Cindy's body shake and jerk as she passed from one orgasm to another in rapid succession, her face distorted in a mask of carnal lust as her expression reflected the intensely strong effects of her physical sensations.

Sultan's strokes changed subtly. He gave a long deep plunge, held his cock in her, then pulled back and with one long, deeply penetrating, savage thrust, buried his prick in Cindy's cunt, holding her tightly to him with his front legs. Bette could swear that he was actually pulling Cindy's cunt back even further along his cock. His black, sleek haired body shook for a moment or two then he backed off of her, his cock pulling out with a loud, wet sucking sound.

When his prick came out, Bette was dumbfounded to see that it was still as hard as when he started fucking, the knot having disappeared. Sultan sat on his haunches, twisted around and began to lick at that white come covered prick as it slowly receded back into that hairy sheath again.

"Oh, that was so wonderful," she heard Cindy gasp as she rolled over on her back, her legs falling apart. As they did, Bette could see the greyish white come juices oozing out of her roughened, reddened cunt lips. Bette could see that the insides of Cindy's thighs were red from contact with the dog's hairy body.

"Being fucked by a dog is like nothing else in the world," Cindy said slowly as she sat up. "He doesn't come like a man. It takes him longer and how I do love that. I love to feel his cock fucking me and that thick hard prick makes me feel things that even Greg cannot and Greg is no piker in the cock department. When that thick knob rubs against my cunt and clit, Bette it is wild."

"Cindy, please. I'm so hot. I want to be fucked and sucked by Sultan so much that I can taste it. Please. Let him fuck me. Now, before I go mad."

"We'll have to give him a few minutes to recover," Cindy said, a strange look on her face as she looked intently at Bette. "If we rush him it won't be as good for you and he may not even want to do anything at all."