Bert Ormsby - Swapping with laura

For a long time the dark-haired young wife had come to feel very close to her handsome dog, and she often stroked him as she lay around naked, talking to him pleasantly about one thing and another. It seemed scarcely possible that he was the same little puppy grown to full-blown strength and mature doghood.

On the evening in question, Cleo had found herself glancing at Rover just a little more than usual – as his thick red penis had begun emerging from the smooth softness of its furry sheath, and she was just a little breathless to note its throbbing and rather awe-inspiring hardness.

"Big, isn't it?" Mark had asked, watching her as his hand moved lazily up and down along his own masculine rigidity. He was lying on another couch with one leg resting easily on the floor. The drapes across the high western windows were totally open and the sea was crashing with breakers of foam and spray against the mighty rocks of the California shore. The twilight gave everything a softly sensual glow, as they had not yet put on the lights.

Cleonora had gulped rather nervously and watched in awe as Rover's cock slid out to its full blood-swollen length before her very eyes, partly pink and partly red, glistening beneath its transparent sheen with some sort of pre-coital juice.

The dog was seated on the floor by the white satellite-shaped television globe, and as his penis reached its full length he had inclined his head – with his eyes locked tightly on hers – and imparted to his mightily rigid organ the full wet slap of his moist pink tongue, sliding it obscenely along the entire length of his exposed organ from base to bevel-shaped tip.

Cleo could feel herself gasping for air as she watched the German shepherd lick his own penis with slow, calculating movements, wrapping his tongue hotly around his organ and running it like some sort of imitation cunt up and down along its pulsating hard length.

The young wife had never seen an animal doing this before, and it quite took her breath away. She didn't know why, but she could almost feel as if it were her own tongue licking that hard cock from base to tip. She had seen numerous human penises in her time, but Rover's outsized dog-cock was easily the most awe-inspiring that had ever threatened to dislodge her senses.

There was no way of knowing the exact moment that her loins had begun secreting a warm heavy moisture of arousal that washed down through her vagina and out between the moist outer lips of her trembling pussy, into the softly curling dark hair of her cuntal triangle. It seemed to have crept upon her unawares, and before she knew what was happening, her belly was clenching and unclenching as if in lewd desire for a long thick penis to fill her hungry depths.

Of course she was utterly ashamed and embarrassed that she was turning on to a dog. There was no disguising her discomfiture, either, for Mark invariably knew when she was aroused. Her lushly-molded breasts quivered with sensual expectancy and her rose red nipples swelled into hard little buttons of flesh, throbbing with a need too strong to be denied. When her nipples came up like this there was not much hope of concealing what she was feeling. Her loins were awash and there was no ignoring the fact that watching Rover lick at his own penis had excited her desperately.

"Turns you on, hey?" Mark said with bitingly accurate perception.

Her nostrils flared and she looked at him.

Her husband had nodded towards their handsome and finely-made household pet. "Go ahead," he said. "It doesn't take a mind reader to see that you'd like to give old Rover a whirl. Put his cock in your mouth, why don't you? Big Daddy won't mind. And that's a promise."

She blinked anxiously and began moving across the floor on all fours to where Rover lay beneath the huge white television table. The big dog jerked up his head, unwrapping his tongue from his glistening penis, distracted from his self-fellation by his mistress's curious behavior.

He watched her dancing breasts dance whitely beneath her body as she moved across the floor, her nipples hard and grazing the carpet from moment to moment as she crawled. Ordinarily he didn't really notice his mistress's breasts, but in this crawling position they seemed to hypnotize him as they swung back and forth. The big dog shifted as his penis emerged still farther, pulsing with blood. The way his curvaceous young mistress was coming towards him was wildly exciting, and the similarity to bitches-in-heat he had known was inescapable. But what was she up to?

It was only moments before Cleonora, driven by her husband's lewd suggestion, was at last clutching the handsome dog's furry shanks, but it had seemed like an eternity. Her mouth watered hungrily, filling to the brim with saliva, and she gazed raptly and with ardent, unconcealed desire at Rover's massive canine cock.

She glanced back at Mark then, just for a moment.

And he nodded. "Go ahead, honey. You deserve it. Love him to death. And the big brute has a prick on him about two miles long. It'll go into your mouth and come out your belly. Christ, I've got to see this."

And with this she uttered a little sigh of complete enchantment and happiness, her head falling forward almost simultaneously as her fingers gripped the base of his hotly throbbing shaft of muscle, her long, sleek, straight black hair spreading out all over his flanks as her open mouth moved forward to capture his glistening red animal penis.

Rover shifted position awkwardly as he sensed what his mistress was doing, every nerve ending and sinew in his body crying out for it. He had loved his beautiful black-haired mistress forever, it seemed, and invariably the blood pounded in his swiftly maturing loins when he looked at her, or heard her sensually husky voice. So that this was now a dream come true – her warm moist mouth availing like a bitch's cunt over his burning hot member, then closing in a soft wet pressure around it.

His sharp teeth chattered in his head as Cleo began ardently to suck. Groans of pleasure escaped the German shepherd's throat in chorus with the sighs and mewls issuing happily from his mistress's lips around his pulsating rod of flesh.

As for Cleonora, she could not remember when she had sucked with more fervor on a lust-engorged shaft of male hardness. The sheer deliciousness of Rover's penis was impossible to compare with anything else in her considerable experience. It was succulent, warm, throbbing, and fiercely masculine. With her tongue and mouth laving it to death, she felt as if she were growing dizzy and in another moment would swoon dead away from sensual happiness. As her lips and tongue moved over his slippery rigidity, feeling every last lurid pulsation and blood-swollen ridge, her pussy moistened hopelessly and her cock-hungry belly felt as if it were full of butterflies. This warm animal penis was well worth worshipping, and she wanted nothing better than to feel its sticky cum shooting outward and upward into the depths of her throat.

Which it did with a swiftness that the lewdly sucking brunette was totally unprepared for. For Rover's loins had been holding his cum as if in an overheard pressure cooker, just waiting for the moment to spew it forth.

"That's it, baby!" Mark shouted from the couch as he slipped his hand furiously up and down over his depravity-aroused cock. Then he leaped up and raced over to her, kneeling down and prying apart the soft white moons of her fleshy buttocks with his thumbs to shove his urgently churning penis up through her snugly clutching anus and into the warm wet clasp of her rectum, so that then Cleonora was being buffeted back and forth with her husband's enormous cock sunk like a log into her wide-stretched nether passage, and Rover's wet red penis all the way down her throat.

This double fucking by dog and man was so maddening that the skewered young girl could no longer think of who or where or what she was. She wanted only this brutish fucking by man and beast and nothing else in the world. She wanted to be the obscene receptacle for their white-hot cum until her belly was bloated with it.