Unknown - Daughter in Heat

She couldn't help but look, and as she watched his long tongue snake through her bare pubes, her knees gradually bowed out until she stood in an obscene half-squat, tilting her pelvis up to receive the deep probing tongue, offering up the hole as though feeding him the fuck that was still in there.

Heather waited until it was clear that Jenny was a bitch in heat, eager to get mounted, then said, "I think Ruff wants to fuck you, Jenny. Why don't you lie on your back and give him some pussy like a good bitch."

Harold looked to Heather as though she were nuts, but his mom acted like a good bitch and settled to the floor on her back at their feet, offering Ruff a wide spread with her ass lifted to the right height. He stepped over her body and let her guide his dick to her pussy. He sank in; she lifted her crotch to his belly, and they were off to the races, fucking like rutting animals.

Heather looked to Harold with a smug smile, her, see-there smile. The front door opened and Bill entered with two neighborhood boys, not expecting to see a bitch getting fucked on the living room floor. He looked to his wide-eyed buddies with his I-told-you-so smug grin, then the eager boys took seats on the sofa to watch the bitch get fucked.

Jenny groaned on seeing the boys but was too deep into being a screwed bitch to really give a fuck who saw. They got to see a good fucking and saw the bitch fuck back, sometimes lifting the dog's hind legs clear of the floor in her effort to get more dick in her pussy. After the mutt creamed her cunt, they got to see a naked lady sprawled on the floor with dog cum leaking out of her bitch cunt. To say they were amused was to say Sue Elton is an easy woman or Sarah Brewer is attractive. They were AMUSED out of their fucking minds.

Jenny died of shame, but the dead don't give a fuck, or so it appeared, otherwise, they'd close their fucking legs. Jenny just laid there like a fucked lab frog and let the boys feast their eyes on her leaky pussy. The three new arrivals knelt in the space between her knees as Harold leaned out and looked down on the raw and messy spread.

Heather found this very amusing, kicked off a shoe, and nudged a bare breast to get the bitch's attention. Jenny's head rolled toward Heather to hear the girl say, "You're a good bitch, Jenny, a very good bitch. You're adjusting nicely to life as a dog's bitch. Your mother will be so proud of you.

By the way, we're going to church on Sunday, just you, me, and Ruff. We're spending the night Saturday night and won't be coming back till Sunday night, so you'll get plenty of chances to show your folks what a good bitch you are.

Won't that be fun?"

Jenny just rolled her head and stared at the ceiling.

Heather laughed and foot-felt titties as the boys got brave and played with pussy, making a mess of an already messy beaver. Jenny groaned, closed her eyes and kept them closed as one after the other fucked her. Harold was last. After he finished, Jenny got up and took a shower.

When Jenny emerged from the shower, she found eight boys in her living room with three new dogs. All wore big smiles on seeing the naked lady wearing a dog collar. The smiling dogs strained against their leashes.

Heather expected trouble and hung back in the background. She advised against getting the rest of the neighborhood boys, but there was no stopping Bill.

Jenny took in the scene and did an abrupt about face, marched to her bedroom, and slammed the door. She remained there until the gang left.

Heather ended up amusing the boys. She fucked their dogs and let the boys pull a train on her. They left with big smiles and droopy dicks after pulling trains on each of her holes.

Thirty minutes later, after Heather had a shower, Jenny emerged to cook supper.

Thanks to Heather, Ruff didn't bother her. Heather helped with food prep, and Jenny accepted the help.

They worked together, both naked. Jenny was polite and deferential to Heather even though Heather took liberties with Jenny's private parts, often dipping phallic food items in Jenny's nether holes.

Heather even stuffed her cunt with peanut butter. Jenny tried to ignore all that Heather did.

Actually, Heather wasn't much help; in fact, she got in the way. Jenny cooked supper with a carrot up her ass, the leafy part looking like a tail. Harold and Bill sat at the table and watched, amused by supper preparations for the first time in their lives.

Douglas arrived home just as the table was being set, and he was amused. While the girls set the table and brought out food, the boys brought their father current on all that had transpired while he was away. Jenny's ears turned red on hearing them tell it. Jenny took her seat as Douglas patted his little mother-fuckers on the back. Heather offered to say grace:

Rub a dub dub. Thanks for the grub. Yeah God!

Amen!

The meal would have been a typical evening meal with a guest had the guest and lady of the house not been naked.

The diners adjusted to the nudity, but then Ruff got under the table and began licking Jenny's pussy. That, they could not adjust to, nor could Jenny relax and tolerate a twat lapping without becoming a bitch in heat.

Having never had peanut butter eaten out of her twat, Jenny discovered just how good a dog can eat a gal's pussy.

She fought hard but soon sat with her legs wide, laid back in her seat, letting him eat while ignoring her own meal. During dessert, Ruff got mounted, face to face, and fucked her at the table while licking inside her open mouth after Heather wiped a big dollop of peanut butter in it. The meal wasn't typical at all come to think of it.

The guys loved having a bitch of the house. After dinner, the bitch put on a show, an after dinner show, sucking a dog dick for the first time. Later, she took him up the ass.

Later still, she sucked him off while masturbating, and just before Heather left, she screwed Harold and Bill, taking one in the ass and one in the cunt while eating Heather.

Ruff sat on the sofa next to Douglas and watched, acting like King Stud because he got to sit on the sofa beside the master. Jenny was adjusting very well, walked Heather to the door on all fours, and received a pat on the head along with, "Good bitch."

Jenny wagged her tail. She had one to wag. Bill fashioned one from the tail off a coonskin cap affixed to a small rubber ball that he pushed up her ass. She had a nice tail.

Heather smiled all the way home and smiled bigger when she saw three visitor cars in their driveway. She recognized the two grandparent cars, but the third, a new Lincoln, was unfamiliar.

Sarah and Jerry could simply walk across the street so the Lincoln probably belonged to Sarah's parents, she reasoned. Heather grew more excited though she was twenty minutes late and feared an ass chewing.

She entered a dark house with a movie playing on a screen setup in the living room. Twelve adults sat in a semi-circle before the screen: Her mom and dad, both sets of grandparents, Sarah and Jerry, Dawn and her husband (Heather assumed), and a handsome naked couple in their late forties-Sarah's parents (Heather assumed).

They were enthralled by the film showing a standing, bent-over bride getting gang banged while a naked masturbating woman covered in sperm knelt under her and licked fucking dicks and bridal beaver. It was only when Heather came closer and watched for a minute that she recognized her youthful mom and a middle-aged Grandma Elton. Grandma was hard to recognize covered in so much fuck, but those were definitely her tits.

Sue noticed Heather and motioned her in, setting Heather on the floor between her knees, saying, "We're watching the wedding. After this one, you'll see how you were conceived.

Just be quiet and watch. We'll play thousand questions afterward."