Peter Jensen - The Captive Bride

Just as Becky thought she would cum by being tongue-fucked by the handsome German shepherd, she felt him abruptly end his inciting animal kisses. For a moment she lay back stunned, unable to move, incapable of saying anything. What had happened? Where had it gone? She raised up on her elbows with a start, slowly lowering her upthrust legs. She saw the unbelieving eyes of her husband staring across at her… he was no longer struggling to loose himself from his bonds… he too was gripped by an insane curiosity to see what would happen next.

In front of her the dog pawed the bed, wagging his long bushy tail. Her eyes flicked across the dappled gray and black tracings on his fur-gleamed body, the delightfully varied markings of a pure-bred stud. Then… she saw it! The desperately inflamed girl saw his scarlet glistening animal-cock!

Breathlessly, she gaped at the dripping taper slowly emerging from its furry sheath. It dangled and swayed as it slipped from its protective sleeve in an expanding length of reddening hardness. God! It was bigger than Olaf's huge male organ… much larger than any cock she'd ever seen before!

"Christina," Schneider addressed his young Italian mistress. "Put a pillow under her ass… I think that's what she needs now!"

The brunette grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and placed it snugly beneath Becky's wantonly uplifted buttocks. Now her ass-cheeks were raised high in the air and she was resting back on her shoulders. Her hair spilled in a wild tangle of blonde tresses down onto the mattress as she tossed her head desperately in anticipation of the bestial ravishment to come. She made no effort to think rationally, but cast all logic aside, refusing to hear the renewed chokes and gagged gasps coming from her struggling husband.

Becky raised her legs, drawing them all the way back once more until her knees touched her excitedly swollen breasts. Her obscenely upraised cunt was welling with molten fire that she knew could only be quenched by one thing! This dog's thick scarlet dog-cock!

The crowd gave another collective groan as it saw Eric move forward, easily mounting her widespread legs. The excited tip of his canine hardness brushed against her heated vaginal opening, raising tiny whimpers from both the dog and the young woman.

"Oooooooohh," Becky murmured, feeling the taut-muscled belly-weight of the dog press powerfully against her tightening stomach.

Then she was reaching down beneath him until her gentle fingers grasped his pulsating cock. She shuddered at the feel of his animal-penis and the awareness that it was something alien to her, something that only the most depraved women throughout the ages had experienced at the cost of everything that was sacred to them: A dog was about to fuck into her aching pussy!

On the couch beyond the bed, the woman with the platinum blonde hair had begun sucking at one of the men's eagerly hardened cocks. Both men had removed their pants and their twin flesh-poles glistened in the flickering candlelight. The woman knelt on the couch with the fully erect penis of one older man in her mouth, while a younger, but baldish looking man, had positioned himself behind her lewdly upraised buttocks and began fucking into her proffered cunt. But the crowd was so totally incensed at the depraved scene on the bed, that it paid the obscenely entwined trio on the sofa little attention. All eyes were focused on Eric's cock pulsing between Becky's tightly gripping fingers. She pressed its blood-swollen tip into the warmly throbbing entrance to her cunt, and the second that her clutching pussy flesh nibbled at his penis… in that very instant, he did nothing less that what nature demanded of him!

The powerful German shepherd sunk his long heated thickness to the furry hilt into the captive bride's upraised cuntal mouth!

"Damn… look at the dog… I didn't believe he was going to fuck her," a hoarse masculine voice said in amazement.

Eric squatted on his hind legs to bury his rampaging cock deep up inside her hotly screaming belly. His sperm-bloated balls slapped hard up into the wide split crevice between her buttocks as he established his rapid-fire pace.

"Aaaaagh!… Uggggg!" Becky gasped out at the first penetration of his massively hardened animal-cock.

Becky at first wanted to linger on those seconds when he made the first pumping strokes up into her passion-dilated cunt, but there was no time to sink into even a moment's reflection. His searing cock fucked deep up into the far recesses of her shamelessly accepting belly, and she gasped and cringed beneath him, her mind a seething morass of sensual desire.

Maddening delights of quickening ecstasy filled her submissive body, and the frenetic young woman could do no more than squirm salaciously beneath the dog's ever lengthening strokes fucking their way to the very hilt in her wide-stretched pussy. She gaped at the glistening cone-shaped hardness pistoning up into her welcoming cuntal depths, kicking her legs out and wrapping them tightly around the furry muscles of his strong back.

"Catch that, Christina," Schneider chuckled, "get that beautiful pose!"

The Polaroid burst, sending little gems of light sparkling across Becky's partially closed eyelids.

"Oh, fuck me, Eric," the impaled young bride screamed out in wanton ecstasy.

Furiously, the dog's hairy belly and loins battered and thudded downward against her taut widespread ass-cheeks, his huge pleasure-bringing cock sinking its full hardened length up into the fluid inferno of her wildly clasping cuntal passage. The blonde wife rotated her hungrily working hips and buttocks up at him, grinding her sucking vaginal walls around the fierce unrelenting dog-cock while a blissful cry rushed from her rasping throat.

The erotic love-cry sizzled through Jack Thompson's mind like the echoing voice of doom. He watched his young wife whimpering beneath the beast, not believing what he saw, trying to place the depraved act of bestial submission into the dream-place of a hallucination. But he couldn't. Total shock possessed him; mingling with a revulsion that was so profound he thought he would be sick. He heard his wife's throaty moan as she rode up the ground-swell of her approaching climax… he heard the resounding slap of the dog's obscenely inflated balls against her upthrusting buttocks, and saw his wet thick cock vanishing up into Becky's blonde-fringed vaginal lips in a demoniacal fusion of woman and dog, beast-driven woman and woman-driven beast.

Other eyes watched with equal fascination. In the periphery of his vision, the young husband could see the naked platinum blonde on the couch sucking on one man's lustfully thickened cock while another man fucked into her moist pussy from behind. Christina stood behind the couch so she could get a shot of the silver-blonde woman being skewered by two men and a picture of Becky being fucked by the dog in the same photographic frame. Meanwhile, Schneider stood in front of the orgiastically aroused crowd, like an operatic impresario conducting an obscene rendition of the Rite of Spring.

If the men and women in the audience could have applauded they would have done so. But they were otherwise indisposed with one or both of their hands, either caressing persons of the opposite sex beside them… or masturbating themselves if no one was available…

"Ooooooh, my lover… fuck me… fuck me… you magnificent darling!" Becky gasped, pulling the German shepherd’s big head down so she could smother his panting face with hot moist kisses. Her soft white legs were wound tightly over his furry back, as were her arms now around his neck; she whined in a low crying voice while she kissed him, at the same time thrusting her eagerly clasping cuntal crevice up onto his aching, throbbing penis. Her dilating cuntal walls clung greedily to his pounding maleness, urging him toward the point of wild primeval release!