David Crane - Barbara_s kennel orgy

Prancing on his hind legs, the doggy fed his cum into her in spurt after spurt, filling her bowels with his slimy cream. Barbara could feel each separate stream as it poured into her, hot and thick and abundant. The brute’s stamina matched his speed. He kept on hosing her with jism each time he plunged in. The stuff ran through the convolutions of her guts, pouring into her stomach. She thought that she could hear it sloshing around in her bowels.

King whimpered and began to falter, his fuckstrokes becoming erratic as his balls drained to the dregs.

Barbara shoved back against him, greedy for his prick, her ass pulling more fuck-juice out by suction. He clung to her haunches, panting. Barbara lowered her head and biked her ass up, wriggling around in a shit-chute full of cock, suspended on the end of the brute’s prick. His fuckmeat was still stiff inside her and the tight tunnel of her ass was clamped around him, ass muscles rippling. She rubbed his balls around in her crotch, feeling how deflated they were and thrilled to know that all the fuck-juice that had packed them so full before was now sloshing around in her guts, waiting to be joined by the next bellyful of cum that she swallowed.

Thinking of that, she made a sucking motion with her lips, as if to limber up her mouth. King was pulling his cock out of her asshole slowly, struggling through every tight inch. Barbara wriggled about to help him withdraw, relaxing her ass muscles at the same time. His hairy fuckrod came sliding out, but his naked red cockhead stuck in her shit-hole for a moment, distending her puckered little assbud, threatening to pull her asshole inside out. But then his fat, slick slab of prickmeat came out with a slurp. King hopped down from her haunches, his spent prick tossing about and his balls hanging loose.

Cum, tainted by Barbara’s bowels, came bubbling out from her vacated asshole and trickled on down into her creamy crotch to join the flow of her pussy-juice. She scooped up a fingerful and tasted it. Then she turned and crawled over to where the Afghan was standing, head hanging down and prick drooping and dripping.

Barbara rolled onto her back and wriggled under the dog’s loins, her face upturned under his dangling cock. Her lips parted. She blew up over his meatrack, causing his limp prickmeat to tingle. A thick glob of spunk suddenly oozed into his pisshole; one last lingering drop that had lurked in his balls as they emptied.

Barbara whimpered and opened her mouth.

The cum drop clung on the drooping head of the Afghan’s cock like a gooey pearl in a ruby mounting. Then it dropped off and fell heavily, splattering on Barbara’s lips and running onto her tongue. She swallowed it, then raised her face up from the floor, like a baby bird ready to be fed a worm.

Her nose brushed against the dog’s cockhead and she sniffed at his ass-stained fuckmeat. Then she sucked his prick into her mouth and nursed on it from underneath, finding his cock even more delicious now.

It was like some exquisite cordon bleu dish, Barbara thought, as she savored the tainted treat. Her experienced tastebuds could discern each individual flavor that made up the sweet sauce. There was the musky taste of cockmeat, a hint of cunt-juice from when she’d rubbed him around in her fuckslot, lashings of jism that had clung to his prick when he withdrew from her Lass and the tart, tangy taste of her asshole, all combined into one rare and rich blend.

She pushed her head up farther, feeding the fat coil of his limp prick back into her throat and swallowing his cock to the roots. With her nose pressed against his balls, she added the subtle aroma of bail meat to the mouthful.

If King’s cock had stiffened again, Barbara would have kept right on sucking, swallowing his next load with her greedy mouth so that it would flow into the load injected from the other end. But his cock stayed limp, his balls slack.

She polished it clean and lowered her head again, letting his fuck-knob slip from her lips.

She wasn’t disappointed-not with a whole kennel full of dog-cock eagerly awaiting her, four more sets of canine balls that needed to be emptied for starters-and there was also her own mongrel, neglected so far today, if she wanted even more.

She would have to give poor old Thor a really great suck and fuck, to make up for being so unfaithful to him, Barbara thought, and giggled, thinking that that was how she would have treated a husband, if she had had one.

The dogs in the kennel were making a terrible racket, howling and yelping, and Barbara knew that the fragrance of her heated pussy must be really filling the air of the neighborhood. She loved the idea that all those brutes were getting so horny. It gave her an idea. If the dogs got turned-on by scenting her cunt from afar, just imagine how they would react to an exhibition-a performance that demonstrated just what they, in their turns, would get.

She quickly stripped off her skirt and blouse. They had in no way hampered the buggery, but she wanted to be naked for the next act, revealing the promise of the human female body. She put a large cushion from the couch under her arm and, taking King by the collar, led him out to the back garden.

When the other dogs saw her naked and sniffed her aroma from closer range, they went berserk, howling and leaping at the doors of their cages. Barbara was delighted to see that they all had stiff pricks and bloated ball sacs. She led King to a vacant cage. The Afghan was looking rather smug, in a doggy way, and she guessed that sensitive canine instincts had told the other brutes what had been going on in the house. She caged the Afghan, then walked slowly down the line of kennels, gazing at each dog in turn. Coming back down the line, she pressed her naked belly to each cage and let the occupant have a sniff and a lick between her thighs before she moved on.

The animals were all wild with lust-and dog loving Barbara was as wild as any of them.

She decided to take on the Alsatian next.

Returning to his cage, she once again pressed her belly to the door and let him slurp at her pussy for a while, Cunt-juice and doggy slobber streamed down her thighs and her firm, shapely ass slowly churned as she ground her groin against the brute’s muzzle. Then she turned and pushed her ass up to the cage. The Alsatian eagerly whipped his tongue up through the crack and lapped at her asshole. He yelped and growled as he tasted her sticky brown assbud, tongue and nostrils both telling the beast that a load of dog jism had recently filled her slut-chute. She enjoyed a few minutes of ass rimming, then stepped away, turned, and opened the cage door.

The big hairy brute came bounding out like a bull charging into the bullring looking for something to gore.

Barbara knelt down and placed a big cushion on the ground. She stretched out across it, her slender back arched, the cushion supporting her pelvis up high.

She opened her legs and the Alsatian thrust his head between them and began to lap wildly at her foaming fuckslot, slurping up with long strokes that began in the crack of her ass and came flipping out through her cunt bush.

She closed her thighs around his shoulders, squeezing and pulling his muzzle tight to her pussy. She was thinking about letting the beast fuck her cunt as she sprawled out, bridged across the cushion. His cock and balls looked dynamic. But then she looked across at the Great Dane and saw that that huge monster had an even more massive prick so she decided to save her cunt-hole for him.

The Alsatian was going to fuck her, certainly. But he was going to fuck her in the mouth.

Barbara reached down and grasped the dog’s collar, holding his head where it was. Then she began to wriggle towards him over the cushion. The brute kept on lapping at her curly cunt mound, then at her belly. She squirmed down more and his hot lapper danced and flashed against her up thrust tits, making her nipples explode.