Elizabeth Watson - The doggie doctor

Together then they began to spiral, mouthing higher and higher toward the orgasmic release, tongue licking and slashing in and out of throbbing cunts, hands grasping, mouths gasping out little mewls and groans of mutual lesbian ecstasy.

Thus entertwined, head to loins, mutually giving and receiving eroticisms, the two women came to the epogee of sexual climax.

It began for Mimi first – a long shuddering convulsion of her body causing her to jerk spasmodically upward with wave after wave surging a welcomed orgasm through her body leaving her spent. "Aaaauuugggh! I'mmmm cummmming!"

"Oh, that was lovely, Mimi!" Carrie gasped.

Mimi could only moan in half-conscious agreement. She could only crawl around on the bed and offer her lips to the other woman again, clinging to her, confused but sexually satisfied. It was strange but true and, for the moment, she didn't question it.

"Wait…" cautioned Carrie, getting up from the bed and rummaging through the absent assistant's bureau drawer as if she'd done it before. Mimi, half consciously considered it rather rude, but didn't ask questions. She was in no condition to ask anything. Finally, Carrie found it… a black box, and inside was something Mimi had never before lain eyes on. A vibrator!

Then it was on her… the vibrator, moving exhilaratingly over her abdomen teasing at her satiated cunt, the oscillating vibrations transmitting renewed sensations of pleasure through her belly as Carrie expertly manipulated her instantly hard clitoris.

"This will give you more of a charge than any man's cock possibly could," put in Carrie, grinning to herself, knowing she'd captured this beautiful coed before Ed had a chance to. That was part of their game… and maybe a large part of the unexplainable reason why Ed and Carrie continued their charade at romance.

"You think so, huh?" grated a voice from the doorway. Mimi's eyes went wide at the sight of Ed Buyers and that menacingly wonderful German Shepherd standing vigilantly at his side. And any thoughts she had in the way of explanation were quickly dispelled as his hands went to his belt, then his zipper, and his pants dropped with an alarming thud.

Mimi watched hypnotized as his penis came throbbingly into view, its dangling length already hard. She knew she should scream and put an end to this filthy perverted madness, but she couldn't… her eyes were glued to an incredible spectacle; the swelling serpentine growth of that rising cock.

Woodenly, she watched him slowly pump it into lustful erection, its fat bulbous head throbbing with a life that knew but one death, its length so dilated that, beyond the two beefy hands it, one behind the other, there still appeared from one end the unencumbered knob and at the other at least two inches of thick stalk that merged into an overgrown thatch of curly black hair.

Grinning lewdly then, Ed began to advance toward the bed, still holding himself two-handed, his eyes feasting on the body of his new assistant. At the bed he stopped, gave Carrie one quick, scorching stare, grasped the forgotten lifeless dildo from her limp hand, placed it beside his own cock and relocking his eyes on Mimi's, smiled.

Not one word had been spoken since his boastful claim, and now there seemed no need. Ed was clearly in command of all their destinies. The boast had been made, the instrument of proof had been graphically introduced – now all that remained was the verdict. And there would be no hung jury, for the prosecutor was impatient.

"Bend over," he spat viciously at Carrie.

When she stood there, not moving, not speaking, her eyes wide, not understanding, the hand holding his cock unclasped, rose swiftly and smacked back handed across her cheek. "Bend over, bitch!" he repeated, his tone cold.

She did.

And Mimi gasped, raising her hand to her mouth.

With the speed of a striking cobra, Ed's other hand jabbed out and up, his aim perfect as he rammed the plastic cock between Carrie's thighs.

She groaned painfully as the force of his thrust toppled her face forward and writhing onto the bed, some four or five inches of the huge dildo buried painfully in her cunt. Immediately both her hands snaked out from under her body and out and around her full wriggling buttocks, clutching desperately in an attempt to remove the source of her discomfort.

Futile were her attempts, or Ed stepped forward, placed one hand on the small of her back, pinning her, and with the palm of the other crammed the remaining length of the dildo right up into her cringing cunt.

Carrie moaned, nearly lost consciousness, then felt the dildo vibrate into life. Her whole body shuddered.

"That's what you get, bitch!"

Mimi turned away, embarrassed and afraid. These people were lunatics! Emotionally, she was suffering with the older girl, but deep down inside her there was another feeling, a growing sensation between her own tightly closed thighs that she could not – did not – want to name. She was humiliated that something so obscene and degrading could affect her this way. And she was afraid of her reaction, too.

Then her eyes opened wide with terror, a terror so real that she was sure a thousand tiny rats' feet were scurrying over her naked body. But it was only Ed's hand slowly inching along her leg, and she was powerless to do anything about it. No! her brain screamed. Don't take anymore… don't let anybody take advantage of you. How much do you need to be convinced? First Osborn, your professor, then the photographer, then the dog, yourself, Carrie… and now Ed…? Either submit or leave. Submit or leave… submit or leave… the words echoed in her head, rattling, battling with her better, higher, more rational senses.

Submit… came the answer in bold, scarlet letters.

Submit, she did.

Ed's creeping fingers reached her pubic mound and she felt a shiver of… excitement! Then his fingers slipped forcefully into the cleft of her tightly clenched thighs, then made convulsive contact with the tender softness of her moistly warm and inviting pussy slit. Wasting no time, his rigid middle finger quickly parted the soft curls, sought out its mark and plunged up into the sheath of her cunt. Her legs relaxed without hesitation. Immediately, sensing her willingness, Ed's hand rammed between her legs, opening them; there was nothing stopping him and his whole hand suddenly fastened over the moist tenderness of her soft fleshy cuntal folds, his middle finger probing inquisitively far up into her wet warm belly, his lips suddenly lowering to her nakedly vulnerable thighs. Again she was caught totally by surprise and that had been just what Ed was counting on.

Spreading the ivory smoothness forcefully wider, he began to kiss his way up to the soft triangle at the base squirming belly, nibbling tenderly at the sensitive smoothness of her inner thighs, each gentle nip sending a fresh chill through her confused, tormented body.

Mimi opened her eyes just enough to catch a fleeting glimpse of Carrie, her naked buttocks now pistoning savagely up and down on the impaling dildo held between her hotly engulfing cuntal lips by her own hands!

Mimi blinked, then blinked again. Ed was toweling over her body, holding his menacing cock shaft between his two hands, looking down at her with an evil smirk.

"You like that?" he said, leaning nearer. "That look as big as a horse's cock… huh?" It was… maybe bigger. Quickly, Mimi's courage faded along with the color on her cheeks. She couldn't move. She lay naked before him like an excited young Venus as he dropped again to his knees, panting like a starved animal.

Then he began kissing her stomach, his hands flat between her thighs. He spread the soft fleshy flanges of her vulnerable cuntal cleft with his thumbs, slowly, drawing the puffy fluted lips apart to expose the moist coraline slit to his cruel gaze. He watched it greedily for a moment, then with a groan, buried his head between her thighs and began probing his swirling tongue up into the spasmodically throbbing warmth of her very violated pussy.