Jon Reskind - Caesar comes book I

The signal flashed through her lust-inflamed young body then, the unmistakable beacon of erotic fulfillment! It spiraled through her seething loins like the pricking of a million warning needles, and gnawed at the base of her quivering belly with the promise of unknown rapture. She whimpered aloud to the jagged edges of her growing sensual bliss, gaping at the mirror hungrily to see the great dog, Caesar's wet, thick cock disappearing up between the soft whiteness of her own roundly absorbing buttocks, his furious fucking of her tempoed in quickened jerky animal strokes! She caught sight of her own pink cuntal flesh wetly clinging to his huge hardness when he pulled out of her, then vanishing back up inside again with his thrusting charge, his heavy cum-laden balls smacking solidly below between the spread-open lips of her hotly searing pussy.

Her brain reeled in the throes of her wildly aroused passion, her eyes feasting on the sensuous spectacle of her full young breasts quivering and swaying like hanging white mounds of lush, pink-crested fruit to his beautiful, battering barrage! She saw the flailing beauty of her own long, blonde hair when she tossed her head in cadence to the moans of gasping enchantment hissing from her heaving chest!

"Oh God… fuck me you magnificent Darling!" she cried. "Gr-Granny was right… right! I know now… yes… yes! I'm yours, Caesar… yours forever… Oooohhhh… God!"

It was the wailing soft lilt in her crying voice that made Caesar know her sexual love. He whimpered back in response as he ardently thrust into her from behind in the only depth of expression his basic instincts urged. He knew that she was readily giving herself to him in the loving beauty of natural law, never resisting or fighting him, but eagerly, thrusting her soft, white female cunt back onto his heavily aching hardness. The wet, warmth of her human vaginal channel was greedily clenching at his animal cock, as if she were his own bitch mate, and his great heart pounded lovingly in his chest for her.

He sensed the dribbling wetness against his loins that trickled down the soft smooth backs of her thighs from where he fucked into her, and saw the thin, sheen-like droplets of perspiration that had gathered on her naked white body beneath him. His own tongue hung loosely from his opened jaws in heated frenzy. The moment of culmination was near!

Abruptly, Jean raised her sensuously slackened face to whimper out a guttural, animalish groan from deep in her throat. Her glazed blue eyes grew round and unseeing. "Ooohhh… ooohhhh, Darling… I can't stand it! I-I'm going madddd! Do it to me harder… please do it for me, my lover…! Oooohhhh!" And her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, her head tossing insanely from side to side, her long, honey-colored hair wildly flailing as she began the first convulsions of her climax, skewering her white, passionately undulating buttocks back onto his long, thick rod of hardness with a wantonness that she had never even imagined she was capable of.

The first spasm struck her then and she shrieked, slamming her rounded white ass-cheeks back hard against the rhythmically fucking dog cock with a desperate, frantic lunge. Simultaneously Caesar responded with a forward thrust and growl, his massive hardness beginning to spew its heated animal sperm deep up into her soft, wildly constricting belly with long, hard spurts.

Again, Jean weirdly cried out, her crazily jerking buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to the grand eruption exploding hotly in her belly and loins in the universal ecstasy of all animals! She threw her head from side to side in a heretofore unknown, erotic bliss… at last opening her eyes on the mirror to see the combination of human-animal cum oozing whitely from her tightly clenching cuntal-mouth which was still clasping and milking hungrily at her animal-lover's slowly deflating cock. Thin rivulets of their sticky, white fluids ran hotly down the smooth white columns of her inner-thighs… and when she could no longer watch, she pitched forward on her breasts, gasping a great sigh of blissful relief…

Jean lay unmoving for a long, long moment, refusing to let the thoughts that were trying to flood her mind return. Instead, she thought only of the beautiful, wildly arousing orgasm she had just known… felt his movements on the bed behind and over her. Yes… dear God, yes…! Granny had been right… so right, and now, she understood…! Suddenly, she felt his hot, wet tongue licking the smooth, sensitive flesh of her naked buttocks… then the small of her back! It stopped, and smiling, Jean slowly rolled over…

With a start, she sat upright, and just in time to see his great flanks disappearing through the open window. A sudden tightness caught at her throat as she scrambled toward the foot of the bed.

"Caesar! Caesar… please! Come back! Come back…!"

But he didn't, and as seconds passed into minutes, Jean realized that he would not. Oh… oh God…! She couldn't hold back the tears puddling into her eyes. What he had done for her… to her… with her…! Then, she heard it…!

It was a wailing animal howl that triumphantly filled the night, and Jean couldn't contain her trembling smile of happiness. Slowly, she crawled back up into the bed, feeling the heat of his animal sperm still puddling deep in her satiated belly, then switched the room into darkness. She licked at her lushly swollen lips and continued to confidently smile to herself. There was no reason any longer for fear and she would make Mark understand this… and more. Most people in Crescent Valley who had heard that cry a moment ago had cringed, she sleepily thought, but she knew the truth.

It had been a cry of love… love to his new-found human mate…

"I don't believe it!" Link Morgan furiously raged. "You lousy little punks screwed up!"

"No! I swear it, Chief!" Leo Vincent pledged, his thin, pimply face drawn in fear of the barrel-chested man. "Honest, I wouldn't lie to you…!"

"You'd lie to your dying mother, you fink!" the police chief spat.

"Leo's telling you the truth, Chief!" Billy White, a runtish, long-haired boy put in. "We were going great when suddenly, there he was, coming right through her open window…!"

"And you're sure it was that Caesar bastard?" Link questioned.

"You're damn right," the good-looking, heavy-set Corky assured. "I saw him first… those crazy wild eyes…!"

"Like two chunks of fire!" Leo Vincent added. "And he had the medallion hanging from his throat!"

"We just harassed out of there as fast as we could!" Billy White added.

For a heavy moment there was silence. They sat in the police chief's little office staring at the big man who seemed to be meditating behind his scarred desk. A filtered glow of morning sunshine feebly attempted to penetrate the long-unwashed window above the lawman's head, lighting his flushed face and red-rimmed, tired eyes enough for them to note the first trace of his mean half-grin.

"You didn't sneak around to see what happened, did you?" he questioned, looking directly at Leo Vincent's acned face.

"Are you kidding, man…? With that Goddamned wild hound there?" the thin teenager retorted. "Like Corky says, we haul-assed…!"

"Then we tried to find you Chief," Billy said. "Once, we saw you but you were with the deputy. We figured we better let it ride 'till this morning."

"Well, for once you used your fucking heads," Link replied. "How far did you get with her?"

"We had her stripped and tied spread-eagle to the bed!" Leo Vincent told him, his young beady eyes lewdly narrowing as he remembered. "Fuck, what a sweet broad she is! Man, I've never seen anything like her, bare-assed and naked!"

"We'd even shed our own threads and were ready to swing!" Corky added. "Shit, I wanted a piece of her so bad…"