Carlotta Graham - An animal threesome

Then Prince drew his head out from under Cally's dress and she saw his grinning face. And at that instant it came home to her with great force what a terrible thing she had just done, and all the happy pleasure residing in her body suddenly evaporated like a sea mist blown back into the indefinite horizon.

Slowly, the beautiful blonde girl stood up and began walking with heavy steps back towards her own house, Prince following alongside his mistress. Never, never again, never again will I let my body turn me into a mindless slave. Never! She thought, breaking into a run and heading for the comforting shelter of her house.

Cally stayed in bed all the next morning. Depression weighed on her like a huge slab of lead. Her father had been right. One misstep on the road to sin, and a person just sank deeper, deeper and deeper into the painful fires of hell. God! It was awful. Whatever had possessed her to leave Idaho Falls, whatever had possessed her even to go to lunch with a strange man that Sunday after church? It was as if she were possessed. Possessed by the devil!

She forced herself to get up, and went downstairs to the kitchen as she put the cup to her lips and she knew she had never been so confused in her life.

Denny wasn't home and neither was Prince. He must have taken the dog for a walk. She hoped he would stay away long enough for her to pull herself together. Maybe a little drink would steady her nerves. She walked to the cabinet and took down a bottle of brandy. Sex and drink, drugs and sin she thought, condemning herself, hearing her fathers preaching voice ringing in her ears.

She didn't even bother to pour the alcohol into a glass but took a swig directly from the bottle. Ahhhhhh. It felt so soothing, so calming as it burned its way to her belly.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Oh no! Who could it be? She didn't want to see anybody. She felt so bad. Maybe if she didn't answer they would just go away. But no. Whoever it was knocked again, and she knew she had to go to the door.

"Good morning… You must be Cally…"

The young girl looked at the beautiful redhead standing in the doorway – Loretta! What was she doing here? Cally looked at the woman speechless, as images of the redhead fucking the big German Shepherd raced through her mind.

"Well, aren't you going to invite me in. I'm Loretta Day," she smiled charmingly.

"Of-of course…"

Loretta entered the house and made herself comfortable on the velvet cushions in the living room.

"Is something the matter, honey?" she asked the troubled blonde. "Why don't we just smoke this and talk about it," she said, pulling a stick of marijuana from her purse.

Cally panicked. What could she say? How could she even begin to talk about what had happened the night before. But Loretta understood too well the feelings that were troubling the young girl.

"Is it guilt that's bothering you?" she asked suddenly.

"How-how did you know?" Cally was amazed.

"We've all been there, you know. I was once pretty innocent, myself."

"You were?"

Loretta laughed. "Don't look so astonished. Why, I was even a virgin once, you know."

Cally was forced to smile. Loretta was not such a monster after all.

"But… but it's all so confusing…" the young girl said, relief flooding through her as she realized she had found someone to talk to.

"Listen," the older redhead told her. "There's just one guideline in this life that works… if it feels good – do it!"

"Oh, it couldn't be that simple," Cally protested.

"It is," Loretta said with assurance.

And then Loretta did something that should have shocked and upset Cally, but it didn't. She merely watched in rapt curiosity.

Loretta began to take off her clothes, and Cally watched spellbound as the voluptuous redhead revealed her full ripe breasts, softly rounded hips and long tapering legs. And she simply said: "I like to be naked when I'm stoned." The grass and alcohol had made Cally feel free and light, and she giggled, feeling a tickling sensation deep in her belly.

Then Loretta leaned back on the softness of the velvet cushions; writhing her hips slowly, sensuously, and running her hands along the smooth white sides of her lusciously rounded body.

God! Cally thought, She's so beautiful, but this is wrong!

"It feels good, Cally," Loretta whispered, "It feels so good. Just relax like me, just relax."

Cally took a deep breath and watched as Loretta sensuously ground her hips into the soft velvet, running her hands along her breasts, beginning to moan softly to herself. And the young blonde was spellbound.

Cally took one last long drag on the joint of marijuana and leaned back on the soft velvet cushions. Loretta reached out and touched her hand, and her touch seemed somehow to cause little tingles of electricity to course up along her arm. She could feel a warmth growing in her belly, and she knew that it was the beginnings of sexual arousal. God! she thought. As if Prince wasn't bad enough, now she was letting herself be aroused by another woman! She had a sudden, desperate urge to run, to get out of there, out of the house and back to the small town where everything had been so familiar, so comfortable… and so dull. But then the urge passed and she felt good and warm again, letting the prurient sensations drift downward into her vagina and begin the first flowing of her feminine juices from moistening pussy.

Loretta continued to stroke her hand, moving closer to her on the cushions until her leg was pressed against Cally's, and Cally marveled at the redhead's full globular breasts, the nipples a rich rosy color against their still darker areolas. And Cally could see that Loretta's pubic mound was covered with coppery red curling down, and when she opened her legs in an attitude of complete relaxation, Cally's eyes focused directly on the pink, wetly glistening folds of her fluted vaginal lips with their secret fully erect clitoris.

She's already aroused, Cally thought, she's very excited! And the blonde girl felt her own juices begin to flow, lubricating her entire vaginal slit now, forming little wet pools on the soft velvet of the cushions beneath her; she squirmed her buttocks against the yielding softness, feeling her role slide up and the backs of her naked thighs come into contact with the coolness. Dimly from somewhere in the back of her mind, a voice seemed to be trying to warn her to stop, but somehow the voice never penetrated any further into her conscious mind that first dim whispering; the increasing arousal of her own body brought about by the marijuana and now the sight of her voluptuous neighbor on the soft cushions before her were all that mattered. Cally began to stroke her own breasts now, rhythmically up and down, up and down, until she could feel her nipples harden into granite chips beneath her robe. Her clothes. They were so cumbersome, so interfering. She stood up and removed her robe, baring her firm breasts – nipples erect in the cool air of the room, and slipped her skirt over the smooth roundness of her hips and thighs.

Loretta, even more aroused by Cally's nakedness now, began to slowly undulate her buttocks, her eyes tightly closed. She's thinking about her dog Buck, Cally thought hazelly. She's thinking about Buck fucking her last night and putting his huge penis into those sweetly parted cunt lips of hers…

The rise and fall of Loretta's firm erect breasts increased with her excitement, and her hips began to rotate faster and faster on the bed, driven on not by memories of Buck, but by the exciting naked nearness of her young blonde neighbor. One of her slim white hands left the floor beside her and began to slowly, teasingly massage her own breasts as Cally had been doing, squeezing the berry-like nipples with tantalizing movements of her thumb and forefinger. She continued this rubbing teasing motion for a long moment and then she moved her hand away from her breasts and down through her reddish silky pubic fleece, placing the palm flat against her abdomen with the fingers splayed wide in her crotch, playing in the lust-dripping furrow, tickling the throbbing phallus of her clitoris with her middle finger and then sliding it slowly, down to the entrance of her vaginal chamber, dripping it inside, swirling it around inside her deliciously oozing cunt…