Carlotta Graham - The lap dog

That's when the idea hit him, at first making his head spin as the obscene thought rocketed through his thoroughly aroused mind like a thunderbolt. The very depravity of the plan he was forming caused the young man to stop short in his fucking, stunned by his own audacity. Could he do it? His wife, twisting passionately below immediately noticed that he was no longer ruthlessly plunging his cock up into her burning depths, and asked pleadingly, "What's the matter, Jack? For God's sake, don't stop now."

"Don't you worry, baby," he answered hoarsely. "You're gonna get all the fucking you can handle, but first I want you to wrap your arms and legs around me." Angela obeyed without hesitation, and then gasped in surprise as Jack quickly rolled them both over, until she was sitting on top, straddling his loins with his hotly throbbing penis impaling her cunt. Never having made love in this position before, the pleasantly surprised young wife began lifting her buttocks up in the air and then sliding down on her husband's lust-rigid rod of flesh, delighted at the new sensations she could work into her fiery cunt. Then she felt Jack's strong hands pulling her shoulders down while his loins pushed her own hips high up in the air.

"Sylvia!" the young husband called, "Get Hans over here!" The dark-haired widow hesitated a moment, but then the first faint glimmer of understanding came over her face, changing to a lewd smile as she realized what Jack had in mind.

"W-What's happening?" Angela asked in surprise.

"We're gonna have a little company," Jack answered. "Hans is joining us." Still the confused young woman did not understand, but a second later she felt a familiar cold nose sniffing at her buttocks as Sylvia led the nervous animal up to her obscenely raised ass-cheeks. From the way the animal's nose was digging urgently up between her thighs, the young wife knew he meant to fuck her, but everything was filled back there except…

"Oh God, no! You're not going to let him fuck me in the ass! He's too big, Jack, no, he'll rip me wide open."

"Now take it easy, honey," her panting husband soothed. "Remember, your cunt was virgin once too. You'll get used to it." The suddenly terrified blonde struggled to get up but her husband's tight embrace held her fast, and then Hans' hairy forelegs settled once again around her quaking waist, pinning her from behind.

"Oh, please, please. Jack… Hans… don't hurt me," the young wife pleaded. But it was far too late. No one in the room would have had the courage to pull Hans away now. He'd already been cheated of this luscious morsel once and now she lay helpless beneath him. The big dog moved in closer, shuffling forward on his hind legs while his bright pink tongue lolled excitedly from his mouth. Already the watching Sylvia could see his huge scarlet cock sliding wetly from under his belly, ready to thrust up between the buttocks of the young wife pinioned defenselessly below.

Angela felt the hot tapered point trail over her quivering buttocks, then slip into the wide-stretched crevice between her ass-cheeks, finally catching for a second at her tight little rubbery anus.

Sensing that pointed presence jabbing threateningly at her vulnerable anal opening, the shaking young blonde tensed, knowing there were never any gentle moves from Hans. And sure enough, as soon as the big German shepherd sensed an available cavity before him, his powerful loins jerked forward, worming the tip of his monstrous cock just up inside the tight little nether ring. Immediately the excited animal began his usual machine-gun like thrusts, pounding into the cringing white buttocks ahead.

Wham, wham, wham, the huge cock thundered forward, each mighty thrust driving it another inch into the young wife's hot rubbery depths. She held stock still for a moment, her eyes widening in shock and pain, almost paralyzed by the terrible agony that tore into her skewered belly.

"Aaaaaagggghh," she screamed, "he's killing me! Jack help, get him out of me! Make him stop!" Her husband's only answer was a mighty thrust of his own swollen penis up into her momentarily forgotten pussy from below, sending incredible waves of sensation flooding through her sandwiched loins. For a moment this new stimulation made Angela forget the alien presence tearing apart her tender rectum, and the desperate young woman decided to let the one fight the other. She found that by screwing her cunt as far down as possible on her husband's penis, she could almost cancel out the pain in her rectum. And in another few seconds she began to receive little messages of pleasure from Hans' cock too as her anal muscles slowly relaxed and stretched, allowing the big dog easier access to her rectal depths.

After a few experiments, the increasingly happy young woman found that the two huge cocks pounding up into her innermost depths were now fucking into her in lewd synchronization and she pressed back to meet their rhythmic forward rush, feeling as if some great molten ball of fire was regularly filling her belly, only to wane and then fill her once again.

"Oh, lovers… beautiful cocks… pound into me… fill me, fill me," the suddenly raving young blonde moaned out.

And standing a few feet away the still naked Sylvia felt her temperature rapidly rising as she stared at the obscene scene so near. Slowly her fingers groped down her body to slide over her pussy hair before finally digging up into her hot cunt below. For a moment the excited brunette was tempted to end it that way, to bring herself to orgasm with her own fingers, but somehow that didn't seem enough, confronted with the riving image of the three bodies locked tightly together on the carpet. Impulsively Sylvia dropped to her knees right beside Jack's head and then crawled close, lifting one knee and placing it on the other side of him so that her steaming loins were poised right over his face and her back was to Angela.

At first Jack didn't know what was happening, only realized that somehow the light had been blotted out by some great hovering shadow, and then slowly he became aware of the moistly steaming cunt poised so near, its narrow ribbon-like cuntal lips gaping open hungrily showing the slippery pink flesh within. For a while he just stared, but then he heard Sylvia's voice. "Come on, big boy, eat it. Eat it like an oyster." Knowing now what was expected him, Jack saw the lewd feast slowly lowering itself to him and met it with his lips, opening them to suck in the tender cuntal flesh while his eager tongue shot out to bury itself wetly up into Sylvia's openly flowering vagina, causing such a bolt of sensual bliss to shoot through Sylvia's gently flexed loins that her head shot back and then began to twist wildly from side to side, the thick dark hair flying in a rich cloud about her lovely face. Angela suddenly found herself confronted with her neighbor's whitely rounded ass-cheeks, looming right under her face, and after a little confusion lowered her head to try and lick at Sylvia's tiny puckered anus, showing so clearly in the wide-split crack of her buttocks, but it was almost impossible because her whole body was pitched forward every time Hans and Jack rammed into her from behind and below. Strange masochistic pleasures seeped into the pinioned young woman's whirling mind as she was buffeted like a rag doll between her three panting companions, a mere object for their collective lust.

Lying on the bottom of it all, Jack delighted in the gift of Sylvia's tender, sweet-smelling cunt, an unbelievable addition to the feel of his wife's pounding body over him and the weird sensation of his own pet dog's cock moving against his own deep within her loins, only a thin membrane separating the two rampaging male organs.

The four bachanalian celebrants were unaware of how much time they spent locked together in their obscene tableau, filling the room with desperate gasps and the lewd wet sluicing sounds of passion-filled orifices. And at the center of it all was the lovely, previously innocent Angela. Never before in her whole life had the blonde wife been so filled. Her whole nether region was stuffed with cock, her face buried against Sylvia's ripe buttocks. How would it all end? she wondered. How would it feel when those massive threatening penises began to spew their hot loads up into her totally receptive body? Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a choked moan ahead as Sylvia began to climax, driven to a wild frenzy by Jack's furiously lapping tongue, her hot pussy juices gushing down over the groaning man's upraised face. Angela could feel the older woman's buttocks jerking and trembling against her cheek, spasming in primordial release, and then Sylvia was gone, collapsing forward onto the rug in a moaning heap.