Grace Wilkinson - The family pet

The nubile platinum blonde teenager shook out her long white-blonde hair, her ripely swollen breasts heaving with emotion. Every time the brute snarled, his powerful flanks pumping his cock furiously in and out of her mother's mouth, it sent a wild, flashing thrill shooting through Karen's nerves. Her mother's hungrily working lips and tongue made the animal whimper with lust, until finally his loins began jerking and spasming out of control, spewing out a scalding load as if from an inexhaustible source.

Karen watched hypnotized as stream after stream of the viscously gushing dog-sperm erupted into Georgia's ovalled mouth, filling her throat faster than she could swallow it. It seemed forever before the semen-drained cock slipped wetly from her mother's cum-filled mouth and she seemed to be groaning erotically through a really savage climax of her own…

Karen gasped and clutched her throat. She had to flee before she went stark raving mad, because watching her mother with that dog, in addition to everything else she'd seen that day, was setting her loins to stir in a furious turmoil of pubescent desire. She had to get away – and swiftly. Before she went out of her mind with lust. Because all she could think of right now was that bright red German shepherd cock and the way it slid in and out of her mother's mouth… and of how it might feel if it was being stuffed up her own hot, wet and willing young cuntal passage…

Racing down the hallway, her budding young breasts bobbing, their pert little pink crests becoming stiff with teenage desire, she finally made her way into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Panting for breath, she slid gasping to the floor, one hand reaching up under her skirt to rub willfully at her seething young loins.

She had to get her head together – but how? Her own mother – God, it didn't seem possible. How could she do that awful thing, with that huge, obscene German shepherd? While it was true that the dog was desperately attractive… still she thought… It was quite one thing to catch a hellion like her Aunt Betty up to such a thing. Aunt Betty, after all, was a sophisticated, modern woman of the world. But her mother… It didn't seem real, somehow.

Karen shook out her long platinum hair, her dark eyelashes fluttering the way her belly was fluttering, filled with sexual butterflies.

Her mother had always been so respectable. If there was one word used to describe her, invariably that was it. She was a good, normal woman. And then to find her engaged with that dog…!

Or was there something that she was missing here? The thing was, her Aunt Betty and her mother were two women she had admired all of her life. If they had both independently chosen to be fucked by a handsome pair of German shepherds, then could it be all that bad? Adults were always keeping secrets from young people – perhaps this was one of those secrets, the fact that adult women took dogs, big good-looking dogs, for their lovers while their husbands were away. A secret that everyone knew? Excepting her?

Considering all this, the beautiful platinum-tressed child continued to run her fingers absent-mindedly into the soft, hair-fringed folds of her rapidly moistening young pussy, the elastic waistband of her panties gripping tight across her slowly moving wrist. The heated moisture from her vagina was increasing at a rapid pace, but Karen didn't seem to notice, she was so deep in thought. The fact that the clear sticky liquid was inundating her fingers didn't quite dawn on her.

But did all this mean that her mother loved her father any the less? Necessarily? They seemed happy enough. And as attractive as her German shepherd lover undeniably was, Karen still couldn't imagine anyone not loving her father, who was darkly handsome and probably wonderful with sex as well.

And didn't this free her now to love her father all the more? Knowing that her mother was not being faithful to him? She could make him happy, she was sure. They could all be happy.

The sweet, honeyish feeling in her loins escalated as the confused teenager daydreamed on and on. She imagined her father with all of his clothes off, his immense hard cock springing up dangerously at a sharp angle to his dark hairy loins, jutting out at her in lewd invitation. She could imagine herself with her legs spread widely, welcoming him, her pale soft pussy hair all wet and slick with her incestuous excitement, pointing right at his face.

And then he would move forward into the warmly scented circle up between her open legs, the soft rubbery end of his penis slowly parting the sparse platinum curls around her cuntal mouth before moving into the wetly glistening folds of pussy flesh.

But then, suddenly there was something else in her daydream – yes, the big dog that had been fucking her mother's mouth! His enormous pink cock was sticking out a mile and he was slipping it slowly through her eagerly rounded lips, stuffing it all the way down her throat, fucking her mouth just as her father's long hard penis had broken through her virginal hymen before going all the way down into the hungering depths of her vagina… so that man and dog were both fucking her at once in her two gaping holes…

Karen gasped and opened her eyes. Her cuntal hair was all soaked with a warm, pearl-colored cum. She drew out the fingers she'd been using to relieve herself and looked at them startled. Even as she stared at them, she saw her hand rising of its own volition to her mouth. A moment later she began sucking on them, swallowing all of her own tasty secretions. Her tongue licked lavishly around her fingers until she thought she would swoon from the heady, heavenly taste of her vaginal fluid.

I've got to get out of this, she thought tremulously. I'm doing all sorts of filthy things I've never done before. I've got to get my head together.

She staggered upward to her feet, her breasts heaving irregularly beneath the tight white sweater. Then, wiping her fingers on her skirt, the teenager moved toward the connecting door to her bedroom.

Once inside, she began swiftly stripping off her clothes. First came her snug cotton sweater, swinging up and over her head to reveal her resilient white mounds joggling within her brassiere. She pushed her hands in back of her and undid the hooks and eyes, watching herself carefully in the mirror on the vanity. She could see her long platinum hair floating all around her back. Her mother had combed it for her all her life, and never allowed it to be really cut, so that now it swam all around the top of her buttocks. Her hair was really what most men noticed first about her, although usually in combination with the firm upright thrust of her budding young breasts.

Now she removed her brassiere and let it fall to the floor. Her high-set white mounds, topped with their berry-like nipples and oversized pink crests, sprang into view. She gripped them in her hands, smiling slightly, and squeezed. Fluttery sensations burst through her chest and rippled downward to her wetly throbbing pussy.

Karen's nostrils flared as her hands dropped to her waist to fumble with the fastenings on her skirt until they came undone. A second later, her mini fell in a soft pool around her long lithe legs. The cotton of her skirt caressed her slender young ankles lovingly, and she shivered involuntarily from that soothing caress.

Now her thumbs hooked into the tight elastic waistband of her white nylon panties, and she drew them down, watching herself the whole time, even as her long blonde hair fell about her shoulders, and her fulsome young breasts swayed like ripe pears as she bent over.

The bright-eyed thirteen year old virgin could see all of herself now. Revolving, she put her hands on the moon-like dimpled mounds of her gleaming ass-cheeks and dug her fingers into their fleshy softness like the talons of a hawk. Her thumbs moved up between her buttocks, deeply into that hot hairless crevice, until she remembered the obscene way she had stuck her finger up inside her puckering little anus at her Aunt Betty's and, blushing with shameful remembrance, she steeled herself and forced her fingers to slide out again.