David Crane - Barbara_s kennel orgy

She held him steady, gazing at his flaring fuck-knob and squeezing his prickshaft. Pearly drops oozed out and her nimble tongue flashed as she gathered them from his cockhead. More cum squeezed from his cock cleft and Barbara was afraid that the horny brute might blow his wad in her hand. She opened her mouth and stuffed his slimy prick back in, and the Alsatian renewed his assault, pounding and pumping into her head.

His cock had expanded so massively now as he neared his orgasm that his fuck-knob was stuffing both of Barbara’s cheeks at the same time and, too huge to fit down her throat, was tilting her head back into the supporting cushions.

She swallowed as much as she could and sucked desperately as he chew back out.

His enormous cockhead lodged in her mouth on the backstroke. Her mouth was wide-open, her jaw hanging down, her lips spread wide, yet his smoking hot cock was so gigantic now that it wouldn’t fit through the oval collar of her lips.

She couldn’t have spat it out if she’d wanted to. Stuck behind her teeth, his succulent prick could not be disgorged until it had been emptied-and that was a prospect that made Barbara whimper. The dog-loving girl felt an actual physical hunger for his fuck-juice.

Suddenly her mouth was full of cum.

She had had no warning. The Alsatian had soared to the crest so abruptly that she didn’t realize he was about to shoot, and then she found her mouth had become a swamp.

His jism was thick as molasses and steaming hot. Barbara gulped it down and he pumped another creamy mouthful into her, flooding her cheeks and pouring down her throat so abundantly that it felt as if she had been gulping from a bottle of cream. The dog kept on coming and Barbara kept on sucking and swallowing.

She was in seventh heaven, transported to ecstasy as she greedily drank his dog slime.

The other dogs howled, fairly screaming, as they saw and heard and scented the Alsatian’s spillage and their own unemptied balls swelled with excitement. Only the Afghan, his balls already emptied, was not in an agony of frustration, although he may have wondered, in his dog way, if the blonde woman’s mouth felt as good as her asshole had, and whether he would get a chance to find out.

Jism sloshed and splashed and squirted into her mouth. Barbara was drinking so much of the sweet stuff that she could feel her belly expand. The insatiable girl already had plenty of Afghan spunk in her guts, and now the Alsatian’s cream was pouring down and mixing with it before she had a chance to digest the stuff, so that she was filled by a double dose. It crossed her mind that, now she was boaring doggies, she might have to go on a diet.

At last, like a mighty engine running down, the big Alsatian slowed his strokes and his prick stopped spurting. Barbara lay back against the cushion, smiling around his hairy fuck-stalk, streams of slime overflowing her lips. The brute’s cockhead was still swollen hugely. When he pulled back, his fuck-slab lodged firmly in her teeth and lips, making it impossible to withdraw. His prick was stuck in her mouth, Barbara realized. She nursed and nibbled on it lovingly, letting the last mouthful of cum trickle slowly down her throat and wondering just how long it would be before they could manage to uncouple.

If the Alsatian had been the only doggy around, she would have been perfectly content to stay right where they were-even to suck a second load out of him, without having him withdraw from her mouth for a moment. But her cunt was smoldering and all the other dogs were frantic, and Barbara, under the circumstances, was eager to proceed with her canine adventure.

She forced her mouth open as wide as it would go, almost unhinging her jaws.

Grasping the Alsatian by the balls, she tugged. Slowly, his slick red cockhead came pulling through her lips. It popped out and flopped down to bounce on her tits, then flipped back up and brushed against her slimy lips. She kissed the slab affectionately and seeing it had diminished enough so that it wouldn’t get stuck again, she slurped it back into her mouth for a last tasty suck.

Then she sprawled back and the Alsatian stepped away, his tongue lolling out, a look of disbelief and wonderment in his wide amber eyes. The dumb brute still didn’t know what had happened to him, nor why-but he hoped it would happen again soon.

Barbara lay there for a few minutes, basking in the aftermath of the thrilling fuck. Her mouth was open, her legs wide-apart. Doggy cum dribbled from her lips, a few lingering drops ran out of her shit-hole and her cunt was streaming with pussy-juice. All three fuckholes were unoccupied at the moment, but two of them had already been stuffed and drenched.

Now it was time to get a cuntful.

She got up slowly, her legs a bit shaky, and led the Alsatian back to his cage.

The big brute went in willingly and obediently. With his jaws hanging open, he seemed to be smirking at his less fortunate companions.

Had the Alsatian and the Afghan just leered at each other? But no. They were just dogs. Still, they were two dogs with empty balls-and the others were desperate.

She pondered for a moment, trying to decide if she wanted to take on the two hounds at the same time, or if she was ready for the Great Dane’s giant prick.

She cupped her pussy in her hand. It felt so hot she thought it might scald her palm, and she decided that it was time for Great Dane prick.

Should she fuck him there in the yard, her ass hiked up across the cushion? She guessed that she had better not. Buck and Blue were.both bounding around in such frantic need that she was afraid that the hounds might cream if they were forced to watch another performance in which they weren’t involved-and the last thing she wanted was for those sleek matched hunting dogs to spill their spunk outside of her body. She went over to the hounds cages and, when they thrust their heads out eagerly, let each have a few laps of pussy.

“You’ll have to wait, fellas,” she said. “But don’t worry, it won’t be long.”

They cocked their heads and whimpered, looking so pitiful that Barbara felt sorry for them. But she was going to make it up to them, no doubt about that.

With the hunting dogs drooling and looking dejected and forlorn, Barbara went up to the Great Dane’s kennel. His fat tongue shot out immediately and she gave him a taste of pussy. Then she opened the door and the huge brute bounded out, his tongue flying at her ass and thighs and groin.

Giggling at his eagerness, Barbara walked toward the house. The Great Dane trotted after her, lapping at her ass, his vast cock jolting with every stride.

Barbara took him into the house where she intended to get fucked in comfort and privacy.

But that fuck was going to be interrupted.

Barbara’s younger sister, Judy, was home from college for the holidays-and horny as hell.

Staying at their parents’ house, with no place to take a guy if she met one, the sexy college girl was bored as well as frustrated. At school she had plenty of dates, most of whom she fucked ragged. On the odd night when she didn’t have a date, she had a pretty redheaded roommate who was always willing to go down on her, and was delighted when Judy returned the favor. So it was natural that Judy was not happy at home, and wondering where she could get some prick or tongue. She was a gorgeous girl and would have had no trouble, but She was reluctant to misbehave in her own home town in case word got back to her mom and dad.

Her frustration was compounded by the fact that she couldn’t even use her vibrator for fear that her parents might hear the incriminating buzzing sound.

At the moment she was sitting on her bed, stark-naked, gazing wistfully at the cock-shaped vibrator that she didn’t dare to switch on. Her legs were crossed in the lotus position, and the tips of her fat fits were so swollen they seemed ready to burst.