Jon Reskind - The neighborhood pet

"Ooohhh… my lover… fuck me… fuck me… you magnificent darling!" Karen gasped, pulling his big head down so she could smother his panting face with hot, moist kisses…!

Satyr's heart overflowed with desire and basic animal-passion for his naked blonde mistress beneath him, whose soft white legs were wound tightly up over his back, as were her arms now, around his neck. She whined in a low, almost crying voice while she feverishly kissed him as no other woman ever had, at the same time, thrusting her eagerly clasping cuntal crevice up onto his aching rod of lustfully throbbing hardness. The wet heat of her vaginal passage was clinging greedily to his pounding maleness, rapidly urging him toward that point of wild, primeval release…!

Abruptly, Karen raised her sensually slackened face to wail out a guttural, animalish groan from deep in her throat. Her glazed blue eyes grew large and unseeing. "Ooohhh… ooohhh… God, lover… I can't stand it! I'm going maddd! Ooohhh… kiss me, darling… kiss me with your beautiful tongue…!"

Wildly, the lust-blinded young wife opened her mouth as his long, thick tongue thrust into the heat of the moistened shelter, brushing against her own tiny one as it went almost to her throat and she sucked it! Unbridled passion, nothing short of beastial, Karen insanely reasoned as with shameless abandon, she thought of herself being fucked in the mouth as well as her steaming, fire-filled cunt! It was enough to trigger the ultimate moment! She started to wail out, but her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh… then, the first spasm of hotly bursting orgasm struck her and she shrieked, thrusting her wildly convulsing young loins up hard onto his consummating dog-cock in a desperate lunge! Satyr responded with a forward, downward stabbing, his huge hardened cock beginning to jerk inside her and to spew out its hotly scalding animal cum deep up into her soft constricting belly with long, liquid spurts!

Again, Karen erotically screamed out, her smoothly tautened buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to the lewd animal eruption exploding into and filling her raging belly and loins almost to the bursting point! His tongue left her still greedily sucking mouth and she flailed her head and long blonde hair from side to side in her incredible, erotic bliss, suddenly feeling the lewd combination of their human-animal cream warmly trickling out together from her tightly clasped cuntal-mouth and on down the insides of her open thighs as it clenchingly milked her lover's slowly deflating cock of the last few droplets of the precious liquid of his lust. She groaned softly then, letting her legs fall jerkingly out onto the bed on either side of his flanks, a long sigh of enchanted relief escaping her as she felt his softened penis slip from her wetly flooded cunt mouth with a low wet sucking sound…

The following morning, Karen Smith was still too overwhelmed from the obscene thrill of her forbidden sexual coupling with her aunt's dog to feel any significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had done. Oh, admittedly, there had been several light twinges of both in the hours that followed. She wasn't quite that calloused yet, not to realize the unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-making, but the delectable pleasures her darling Satyr had raised and sated within her young susceptible body overshadowed everything else. She loved him with a new-born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature as the lurid act they had committed, and she couldn't help herself even had she wanted to!

God, it was a wonder that she'd kept her head at all, Karen shiveringly rationalized as she picked up the after-breakfast dishes from the booth. She had been that emotionally drained when her handsome animal-lover had withdrawn his sperm-slickened penis from her vagina and backed off of her nakedly prostrate body. She turned now to look down at him stretched out in his favorite corner, his loving dark eyes watching her every move. The curvaceous, vibrant young housewife softly said: "We have our beautiful little secret, don't we, baby? Oooohhh… you're such a wonderful lover, darling, and Karen loves you so much… I don't know how I ever had wits enough to remember that Steve might well come home with a desire all his own last night…?"

And how right she'd been! Cocktails, especially martinis, invariably did it, inciting a superficial virility in him which made for speed rather than endurance. This, on top of the fact that he'd written that big insurance policy for J.L. Woodward had unleashed an amorous tiger in their bed. Thank God, that he had had enough to drink not to notice her excess wetness up between her legs. Proud and dominant, Steve'd taken her, racing his long, thickly hardened penis up into the still animal-sperm slickened sheath of her vagina, until in less than a minute she'd known a renewed excitement, and that's when she had felt the first twinge of shame and remorse over her act with her aunt's dog. But it hadn't lasted any longer than her over-zealous, young husband.

"Now, angel! Here it cumms…! Oh Christ… here it cuummmsss!" he'd cried, as if she hadn't known he was beginning to squirt his thick, scalding sperm with powerful jets she'd felt spewing deeply and hotly up into her already semen-flooded belly!

The shallow anger she'd known had been diluted to a weakness of mild aggravation because of the magnificent loving of Satyr, but her husband didn't know this as she forcibly worked her vaginal muscles, massaging and milking the fiery semen as desperately as she could from his already deflating penis. Had she waited for him and not let Satyr do it to her first, this is what she would've gotten… further frustration!

God, was it any wonder that she'd awakened more filled with love for the handsome German shepherd than a meaningless shame or remorse for what she'd let the love-trained animal do to her? And he was! There wasn't the slightest doubt in Karen's mind but what Aunt Janie had either educated, or had him schooled in his forbidden arts!

She glanced down at him again from where she stood rinsing the dishes for the dishwasher, reading the almost devilish sparks in his dark, animal-eyes, wishing to God she could discern the thoughts or instincts filling his keen brain at that moment! One thing for certain she'd settled upon: he wasn't going to roam the neighborhood anymore! No damned wonder the local wives were blushingly coming up to pet him in the supermarket! The bitches! They'd been taking advantage of his love-oriented temperament! How many of them had he mounted… fucked? A feeling of bitter jealousy scraped through her, leaving smarting and burning mental scratches. Oh yes, Satyr darling, there's a new regime for you as long as you're with Karen… and you're going to be with her forever, once I convince Aunt Janie! The blonde, mini-skirted housewife excitedly planned, feasting her glowing eyes on the languishing, sprawled dog where he lay watching her from his chosen, cool corner of the kitchen…

Steve Smith wasn't pleased with himself, nor exactly feeling up to snuff as he sat behind his desk in the office hung over, but looking busy. If it hadn't been for the policy the slender, chestnut-haired young man with the hazel-eyes had written the night before, he might go douse his head in a toilet and flush it a few times!

What the hell… who was he kidding? Himself? Hardly! Karen was as cold as a dead mackerel's belly, had been from the first night of their honeymoon, and probably always would be! Why? He'd fired her guns before! There'd been times when he'd wanted to stay in bed with her forever! And then, there were those like last night, and a few nights before that, and on and on backward to the beginning! She loved him, he reasoned, or at least, he thought she did! Goddamn, he loved her! Yes, more than anything in the whole frigging world… but sex… a man couldn't deny the necessity of fulfilling sex… could he? No! Damnit, no! He, Steve Smith couldn't, anyway…!