Carlotta Graham - The lap dog

One, two, three more powerful tugs at the dog's cock and that was it! Suddenly the huge penis began to vibrate and the hairy balls below swelled to incredible size and tightness. Sylvia could actually feet the hot semen rushing madly up the length of the pulsating member as it sought release. At the same time, the dog's last spasmodic tongue-thrusts into her own lust-heated cuntal depths seemed to touch off a white hot sunburst far up inside her spasming belly, joined by a second as Angela behind her thrust a second punishing finger far up into her crazily tingling rectum. Before her the moaning brunette's own orgasm snatched her away to another world, she was able to see finally the thick white semen jet out in a long hot gush from her dog-lover's grotesquely swollen cock and arc up into the air to spray back down over her naked body, covering her belly and loins with obscene sticky flecks of cum. Then she was gone.

Angela stared in amazement as she felt the beautiful naked body before her suddenly go rigid and then began to buck and twist in a series of powerful contractions. Hot slippery fluids gushed back over her hand from Sylvia's cunt as it began to contract madly. The younger girl could actually feel her writhing neighbor's internal muscles working against the fingers that still disappeared obscenely up into her rectum.

"C-c-cuuummmiiinnnggg," Sylvia gurgled out once as her stomach muscles sucked sharply in, her buttocks clenching powerfully together in a series of quick jerks. To the watching Angela it seemed as if something would have to give, that somehow Sylvia was going to split in two from the obvious power of the forces at work deep up inside her spasming belly. For a second the younger girl felt a moment of jealousy, wishing it could be her who was experiencing this sexual upheaval, but just as quickly she pushed the thought from her mind and drove her fingers as far up inside Sylvia's soft rubbery rectal depths as she could, the knowledge that she was adding to her neighbors passion causing strange little tremors of excitement to run through her own loins.

On and on it went, the scarlet penis spurting under Sylvia's spasmodically clenching fingers, the big dog whining and yelping, his head trapped between Sylvia's twitching thighs, and Angela holding on for dear life behind. Finally Hans lay quiet, his penis slowly beginning to shrivel back up into his belly. Sylvia gave one last shudder and collapsed back gasping against Angela, obviously exhausted. The younger girl pulled her fingers out of Sylvia's anus, marveling at the slight popping sound they made, as they withdrew. For long moments there was no sound in the room but Sylvia's labored breathing, then Hans struggled to turn over and got shakily to his feet. The big dog looked down at the two naked human females still sprawled on the floor and then walked over to the comer and lay down contentedly. A moment later Sylvia, too, moved, turning her body so that now she was facing Angela, who blushed as she met the older woman's eyes.

"I-I don't know what came over me," the naive blonde wife started to say, but Sylvia cut her off.

"Forget it. Sometimes it's just right for things to happen." Neither said more for a while but both were lost in their thoughts. They were now lying so that their heads lay at opposite ends, their bodies parallel, both of the women on their sides facing one another, head to toe, but not so close that they couldn't see one another's faces.

Sylvia slowly looked her younger companion up and down. She had always known that Angela probably had a pretty good body, but now faced with the naked reality of it she was stunned. Damn, what a really beautiful tender young girl, she thought to herself. Because of the positions they were both lying in, just opposite her face was the silky golden triangle of the younger girl's pussy hair. Sylvia couldn't make out much more than that because Angela had her thighs placed firmly together, obviously slightly nervous about being naked in front of someone else, but not knowing what to do about it, particularly in view of what had just happened between them.

"Sorry about taking your dog," Sylvia said, "but I just couldn't resist the opportunity. I would have brought him back."

"I… that's all right. I-I guess I shouldn't be so selfish."

"I understand, honey. With a dog like Hans, I'm afraid we all tend to lose our heads." Angela blushed at this oblique allusion to her dog's talents. "Just when did you discover what that horny hound had in his mind?" Sylvia continued.

Another blush. "Just a couple of days ago. He-he started licking me."

"And you were off and running. You know, I don't want to be insulting, but I just didn't think you had it in you. I mean, I thought you'd just get rid of the dog when you found out what his little specialty was."

"You mean you thought I was too much of a prude," Angela answered frankly. Then a little line of bitterness tightened around her mouth. "And I suppose you would have been right if I hadn't needed something, anything, so much."

"Ah-ha, husband troubles. Doesn't Jack make love to you much? He's crazy if he doesn't. Most men would give their left nut to be married to someone like you. You do know you're very beautiful, don't you?" As Sylvia said these last words one of her hands reached out and began gently caressing her young neighbor's breasts, moving slowly from one to the other of the perfect pink-tipped mounds, never fast or hard, but just gently gliding. Angela automatically sucked in her breath at the first feather-like sensations Sylvia's gentle fingers stroked into her voluptuously naked flesh. For an instant Angela almost pulled sharply away, but somehow that seemed silly after what she had done to Sylvia only short minutes ago. And besides, it felt… well, good. Not wanting to think too much about what was happening, the young blonde blurted out an answer to Sylvia's last question, wanting to have something to occupy her alarmed mind for the moment, even though she didn't like talking to anyone about her personal problems with Jack.

"N-No," she gasped out, her voice a little shaky, "he makes love to me a lot. It's just that he doesn't… do it long enough."

"Doesn't realize you might like it too, is that it?"

"Oh, no, it's not like that," Angela answered, coming immediately to her husband's defense, forgetting for the moment that the exploring hand at her breast was becoming bolder. "He wants to please me, but he just can't."

"You mean he can't hold back, cums too soon." Angela nodded bashfully, and Sylvia went on. "So that's when you decided to let Hans fuck you."

"Fuck me?" the young blonde's eyes flew open in amazement. "You mean he does that too?" For an instant Sylvia thought she was kidding but the surprise in the girl's blue eyes was too genuine.

"Of course. What do you think I have him over here for. He's the best lay I've ever had in my life, and believe, me I've had plenty. You mean to tell me you've never let him fuck you?"

"N-No," the young blonde answered in horrified wonderment. Her head spinning dizzily, she couldn't keep from her mind the obscene image of Sylvia's hands wrapped around Hans' huge scarlet penis, the penis she had seen for the first time today. Suddenly she was acutely aware of her neighbor's fingers on her breasts, playing, stroking, loving, and coupled with the totally obscene mental picture of what it must look like when Hans was fucking the undeniably beautiful brunette, a sudden hot flood of passion was triggered into full life within the young woman's trembling body. She looked up into Sylvia's eyes, eyes that had now assumed an almost hypnotic intensity.

"We're going to have to do something about this," Sylvia said quietly. "We're going to have to see that Hans fucks you." The older woman was beginning to experience the full symptoms of advanced lust as she looked at the beautiful naked body of the young innocent wife lying next to her, her palm tingling with the lush feel of those taut firm young breasts, feeling the little coral-hued nipples springing out against her fingertips. Once again she looked over at the golden triangle so near her face, wondering what tender moist treasures must lie up between the tightly clenched thighs. "You do want Hans to fuck you, don't you? You do want that big hard cock rammed right up between your legs."