Jon Reskind - Doggie farm

Fuck, it was time to bring Claudia into the scene now! He'd made her wait long enough. "Come on, Baby," he motioned to the red-haired beauty who was gaping at their shared rapture enviously. "Let's get that sweet cunt of yours down here where I can lick it!"

She did and eagerly, straddling his receptive face until her flushed and pink, open pussy was directly above his mouth. He clutched at the full rounded moons of her buttocks, drawing her moist, hair-lined cuntal slit down to him and thrusting his hot tongue deep up into her clasping cunt, feeling the velvety flesh open and close in a lewd sucking movement of its own as she groaned out her passion into the heated room surround them.

In less than a minute, Claudia had come twice and was moving toward her third orgasmic release from the magnificent licking tongue of her husband. God, she'd been made to wait too long and now she had no control whatever… but it had been worth it! Yes… yes… yessss! Ohhhh… this was it! She couldn't stand any more… and she was… was commmiiiinnnnggg!

Diana was lost in the heat of her own ungovernable lust… entirely unaware that Mrs… Baline had briefly straddled her husband's face, and just as unaware when the statuesque woman crawled off him and collapsed beside them… lost to every sense of her surroundings, conscious only of the increased vigour in the splendid animal thrusts pounding from behind up into the deepest parts of her wide stretched young cunt, and the naked loins of the man crushing up tighter and tighter against her cock-impaled face. She could feel the penis that was stiffly poling into her mouth begin tensing in forceful jerking movements and the presence of a hand behind her head gripping hard. His hairy pelvis closed in on her until she felt certain that he was trying to drive his cock down her throat to meet the German Shepherd's fucking far up into her belly, and that exaggerated thought alone drove her on wildly!

God, she wanted it to explode in her mouth… to swallow his come and feel it dribble down her throat… then she sensed it swelling convulsively and sucked with renewed madness.

Then it burst!

She heard him curse crudely, while his cock gushed forth thick, hot jets of the white, pungent liquid far back into her throat, her pale young cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed desperately in tiny gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the jerking organ, not wanting to loose the tiniest drop of the precious male fluid. Still, she felt the thin rivulets oozing from the corners of her mouth while the big man seemed to go limp beneath her, his shrinking cock slithering lifelessly from her still voraciously sucking mouth…

Both Claudia and the spent big man gaped in lecherous fascination, reading the wanton expression on the young girl's face when she raised it from his loins, thin, sticky strings of his sperm stretching from her tender lips to his now flaccid cock.

Abruptly, they saw her mouth gasp open in a choking wail as she began to toss her head from side to side frantically, her kinky hair whipping about her face. She was in the beginning paroxysm of orgasm, both realised, gaping in lewd captivation at the wildly insane screwing of her soft, brown buttocks back against the desperately humping dog like a rutting young bitch on heat.

Sampson panted heavily and his tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he fucked into the beautiful waving ass from behind, saliva dripping from it onto the coated film of sweat covering the hollow of her smooth, brown waist. Again, she wailed like a dying banshee, ramming backward onto the animal-cock deliriously, just as he jerked forward and his lengthy, lust-thickened cock began the obvious spitting of its animal sperm with hard, bullet-like spurts deep into her hungrily milking young cunt.

Simultaneously, Diana's rounded quivering buttocks started hollowing and tensing uncontrollably, indicating to the wide-eyed watching couple the climatic upheaval within her youthful heaving belly, and a thick, white combination of human-animal come seeped from the blood flushed lips of her throbbing pussy that was squeezing and milking ravenously at the still hot fucking dog-cock. Thin, lewd trickles of the hot viscid fluid ran in obscene little streams down the straining brown columns of her soft inner thighs. Her entire backside glistened nakedly in the light, displaying sweat and sperm soaked pubic hair and open pink vaginal flesh as she pitched forward onto her face exhausted, the deflated penis of the great dog slipping wetly from her ravaged passage. His bulbous cock jerked lewdly between his hind-legs and more of his watery semen spurted from the scarlet tip onto her battered ass-cheeks… and then he stepped over her prostrate body to stand nobly above her… as if in earned conquest of her battered young body…

A morbid feeling of aloneness crept over Toni Baline as she watched her boy friend Jeff head down the dirt trodden path to the kennels over the hills, far enough away from the palatial stretch of lawn bordering the swimming pool and patio for no one to see. But what could she do about Aunt Claudia's oversight decision to make use of Jeff's young muscularity as chief dog trainer? He was being paid, handsomely at that, and besides, wasn't she, Toni herself the one who'd suggested Jeff join her at her summertime employment?

Still, there was something in Aunt Claudia glittering eyes when she'd announced her decision at the breakfast table; an most lewd tone of voice, that had upset Toni, but she hadn't let on to Jeff who was angry enough in his own right at the 'undressing' way in which Uncle Milt kept staring at the deeply plunging cleavage of Toni's mature breasts. Neither felt justified in making accusations against the others obvious sexual opportunities with the Balines – not when Jeff had told her that Aunt Claudia had met him at the door last night wearing nothing but the skimpiest of negligees… and kissing the dog, too?

NO, Toni must hide her suspicions and unprotesting go about her household duties, ever conscious of Uncle Milt's ever present flinty eyes raking over her. Suspicions roused, Toni knew there was nothing she could do about it and decided to keep her uneasy feelings to herself, secretly watching out the window to see her boy friend lolling down the path, pausing every few yards to stop to admire a flowering bush or exchange a twitter of laughter over some personal joke.

That's when Toni began to cry. The frustration of last night's unfulfilled lovemaking combined with Aunt Claudia's flirtations had left her nerves jammed on edge of nervous anticipation. Besides the obvious sexual ploys that she suspected her aunt and uncle of indulging in, there was another mystery. Who were the buyers of these expensive animals anyway? Certainly they were all well bred. But none of them were entered in dog shows, nor did the Balines advertise.

If she dared she would have phoned her father and asked to come home. But that would be childish, and would only serve to cement their idea that she had no business trying to seek employment from her kinky relations. For Aunt Claudia and Uncle Milt's swinging social appetite had aroused many a related imagination at Thanksgiving and Christmas family get-togethers.

Oh, it was I too confusing… too terribly, terribly confusing and her head was beginning to pound in frustration. She had to get a hold of herself and quit pouting, just because her boy friend was going to spend so much time with her sexy aunt. Perhaps this was already going to be the test of their love for each other. More: for their tolerance of each other. There was no turning back… no Daddy to cry for help this time… only the handsome young boy whom she loved so much… and together they would work it out. Yes! They would, by God; she felt confident of it, but she must do her part too… and at that moment, her end was the cleaning and straightening up of the house.