Grace Wilkinson - The family pet

"Fuck me! Oh! Yes! Fuck me!" she wailed, heedless of all morality.

Wolf grunted lewdly and in response humped forward heavily, his sperm-gorged balls slapping into her nest of soaked pussy hair up between her thighs. The long spear of his thickly hardened canine penis moved deeply upward into the hungrily squirming orifice of her backside.

Karen's eyes bulged as she watched his furious attack in the mirror, watched his scarlet penis slithering upward into her rectal channel with a fierce wet rush, burying itself to the hilt in her well-stretched passage. She saw and felt his sperm-laden testicles in their taut furry sac bouncing against her quivering pussy flesh, and the sight almost drove her out of her mind with a lewd desire that knew no bounds.

"Oh! Oh! OH!" she cried, her wide blue eyes gaping unseeingly as her wildly panting dog-lover fucked all the more frantically into her slavishly kneeling body. Her head felt like it would explode with every savage, breast-rippling thrust, as his long scarlet hardness pistoned into her without mercy and she tried desperately to match his cadence.

Unprecedented sensations of animal lust filled her entire nervous system until she wanted to scream out loud. Wolf battered her virginal young helplessness with a ferociousness born of his bestial lust, his painfully huge penis sinking to its immense full length, a relentless shaft of slippery joy filling her sensuously squirming belly with all of its wonderful hardness!

The young girl rotated her buttocks desperately over his powerful instrument with uncontrollable whimpering mewls, clenching and unclenching her hotly clinging rectal walls over the entire length of his heavily ridged cock with a masochistic cry of wanton passion.

And then suddenly she could feel her first cock-inspired orgasm come spiraling upward from the depths of her abdomen, sending jolt after jolt of wildly ecstatic sensations surging through her loins. In the mirror her passion-glazed eyes could see Wolf's long red penis vanishing like a reddened broom handle between the rotating cheeks of her naked gleaming buttocks. His furious fucking was frenetically jerky and swifter than her addled brain could cope with! And then… and then…

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she wailed breathlessly. "Oh! I'm cummmmming!"

Her clasping anal flesh clung like a tightened fist in a rubber glove to his huge hardness as the big dog suddenly began jerking and shuddering, its deeply buried instrument squirting hot gushes of animal semen to slosh around like liquid fire in the hungry bowl of her helplessly trembling young belly. Her rectum clasped hungrily around his cum-slickened rod as she felt spasms of unbelievable delight rippling through her teenage flesh totally unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her nether passage sucked and milked on his madly spurting penis while the little teenage blonde writhed through her own rapturous climax, uttering sharp little cries of amazement and happiness, her flawless white flesh breaking out with sweat as her rectum swallowed all of Wolf's animal cum and then sucked upward on it to get more.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oooohhhhhhhh!" she wailed, her vagina and rectum both gushing out their liquid passion all over his sharply pistoning cock, his rapidly emptying balls and lower belly, and flowing down the rounded cheeks of her trembling young ass, down her inner thighs, to fall onto the red satin coverlet below.

And, in fact, she was so lost in her delirium of licentious desire and orgasmic lust, that she didn't even notice the tall figure standing in the bedroom doorway, seeing everything, witnessing all of her vicious animalistic depravity…

Karen lay there on the side of her face for a seeming eternity after Wolf had already slid his deflating animal penis out of her snugly grasping anus. The big dog sat in back of her, huffing and puffing, his long red tongue dangling out of its toothy jaws. It looked over at the intruder in the doorway, who was standing there motionless.

Karen opened her eyes. She couldn't remember when she had felt so unearthly relaxed and at peace with the world. The bouncing of the tapered tip of Wolf's penis against the secret, highly sensitive elastic gland at the top of Karen's rectum had produced such a wild, mind-splitting orgasm in the virginal platinum-haired teenager that her head felt as if it were vaguely disembodied and not exactly on her shoulders. It was functioning at only slightly above the level of gibbering idiocy, if that. Her fantastic shattering climax had dissolved her limbs, bones, muscle, flesh and sinew, into a freely flowing pool of directionless molecules. The last thing in the world she had in mind was to alter her position from where it had been frozen in the moment of supremest ecstasy.

So this was sex! It was the greatest thing in the world! How come she had always been taught that it was naughty? It wasn't – not at all. Oh Christ, it was beautiful. She wanted to wallow in sensuality as if it were a warm secreted bath.

All day long her loins had been in such a maddening turmoil, but now, due to the big dog's wonderful fucking of her back passage, she was calm and happy. Which was about the best advertisement for anything she'd ever heard of. Contentment suffused her loins like the golden warmth of a summer sun. She rested on her cheek with her perfectly formed little buttocks still upraised and quivering like a feather in the merest breeze.

"Is-is that you, Mother?" she murmured, peering towards the door through her sexually-smoked and heavily veiled eyes. Her eyelids felt blue and heavy. Her eyelashes fluttered faintly. In the crevice of her buttocks, and down below into the seeping pink folds of her vagina, she felt all wet and spent. Her budding young body had been drained. But she was happy.

"It's me, Karen. Yes, it's me, darling."

Georgia came forward, tightening the belt on her robe and swinging her long red hair over her shoulders. When she was standing next to the bed she put her slim, long-nailed hand on Wolf's softly sleek furry head, running her fingers gently through his hair. She looked down at her daughter and smiled to herself.

They had both been emancipated on the very same day, by this handsome and intelligent dog who had literally come out of nowhere. She had been freed from the impossibly snug bonds of suffocating sexual frustration, while Karen had been freed forever from puberty and from prudishness.

Was this a cause for celebration or not? In a sense, Georgia felt it was too early to tell. She wanted Karen to remain a sweet, virginal young thing, and yet she knew as well, with one part of her mind, that virginity had somewhat lost its currency in the modern world. It didn't seem to matter as much as it had when she was a girl.

And anyway there was no reason that Karen's sweetly feminine personality should change, merely because she had been so pleasurably fornicated in her rectal passage by Wolf, who was very good-looking and understanding of what women needed.

This was one day indeed when Georgia had learned that things weren't always what they seemed. She had started the day thinking one thing, and then had wound up thinking another. Obviously nothing about this house and this family would ever be the same again.

"Did I do wrong, Mother?" Karen asked plaintively, looking up through her long, shining platinum hair with those bright, still childish blue eyes of hers.

Her mother stroked her cheek gently. "No, dear. You did right. Don't let it worry you. We're all going to be free of hang-ups from now on."

"I-I couldn't help myself. He made me afraid, and I had to do whatever he wanted."

Georgia chuckled softly. "You mean you wanted to do whatever he wanted, dear."

Karen blushed crimson, her cheeks puffing up very large and rosey-hued. "I-I couldn't help myself, Mother. He-he was so masterful. He made me want it in spite of myself, in spite of the fact that I knew it was wrong."