Jon Reskind - Caesar comes book I

With an unrestrained, sensual moan, Jean waggled the twin white ovals of her upthrusting buttocks back in tiny searching circles attempting to capture Caesar's long probing cock. She hoped to God that Mark wasn't missing a single moment of her licentious performance… and more important, that he would understand the very meaning behind it! God, how she wanted her beautiful animal-lover's long, thick penis fucking up inside her to finish the task her husband would never have lasted through! Her brain raced in lustful excitement as she reached down between her legs, grasping the wet, rubbery spear of swollen dog-cock, causing Caesar to whimper in a half deep throated growl. She guided its throbbing tip toward her hotly quivering vaginal mouth, then held her breath!

Immediately, Caesar humped upward from behind, spreading her dilated cunt-channel and pubic curls even wider as with a single powerful lurch, he buried his long, thick pleasure-bringing cock deep up into the seething pink hole between her legs!

"Oooohhh… ohhhh!" Jean gutturally sighed, her held breath gushing from her lungs. "Oooohhh Goddd… it's so beautiful… so beautiful, Mark Darling…!"

Mark watched in building lustful fascination that he couldn't hide, raised to a naked, sitting position on the floor, his hand still grasping his own throbbing cock. The painful meaning of her incredibly obscene performance had finally dawned on him! It was him, her husband Mark Blakely, that she was trying to shame, not herself, and as he gaped at the long, scarlet rod of glistening animal-cock racing wetly into her, he realized she'd accomplished her purpose. Christ, what kind of a man was he, anyway? Too concerned with everything but what he should be… the happiness of his beautiful young wife! But he'd make it up to her… Christ, he would, if she'd ever give him the chance again! His own heavy cock had begun to achingly throb at the sight of the great dog, Caesar's, sunk in his Jeannie's nibbling moist pussy to the hilt, his heavy animal-balls swinging wildly down beneath the saturated curls of her soft, naked loins…!

"Oh Caesar… oohhhh!" she moaned, her eyes wide and glazed as the massive dog fucked into her from behind. "Oohhh… ooohhh Mark Darling… do you understand, now… now when you can see how he fucks me…? Do you…?"

"Y-Yes, baby… I do… Christ, I do!" he choked, unrestrainably stroking his own burning length of rigid cock-flesh.

"Oh Mark…!" Jean gasped, her eyes momentarily focusing on her husband's hand avidly clutching at his swollen penis, the sight firing added fuel to her sensual passion. "Darling… bring it up here to me! Let me lick and suck the ache out of it for you! Please, lover, I want to… please?"

Slowly, Mark got to his feet. A jolt of fiery sensations charge through him at her ardent request. Was it possible that she was going to…? Hell yes… anything was feasible after what he'd already witnessed…! Hesitantly, he moved, his eyes ever flexed on Caesar watching him… staring incessantly as he fucked away with open mouth while Jean moved backward rhythmically, meeting his powerful long strokes into her openly absorbing vagina!

Jean breathed a moan of new maddening excitement when she realized what she was going to do! She watched her husband crawl onto the bed, at the same time feeling Caesar's forelegs like furry arms clinging tightly to her soft hips. She undulated her feverish buttocks, giving herself fully to the beautiful fucking her Caesar was pounding into her from behind!

And then, Mark was kneeling before her, his hardened thick cock in front of her face! She reached out and curled her fingers around its hotly throbbing length, feeling it jerk to her touch. Gently, she slid back its heavy foreskin, sensing it pulsate in her soft, small hand, its moist, bulbous head with its tiny slit at the tip intensely thrilling her. She heard Mark's husky groan to her tender stroking caresses, and saw the pearlish drop of moisture bead at the little opening from the ministrations of her milking hand! Oh God… she wanted that! Yes… yes and all that would follow, to the very last drop, squirting hotly up into her mouth and belly…!

There had been an immediate violent hate that raged through Caesar toward the male human who had dared to penetrate the golden-haired female with his mating hardness. He had killed those of his own kind before for daring to violate his claim, and would have done so again had not the golden one interceded. In his uncanny brain he had realized that it was her wish that the male human be spared, and he had done so to please her. There was, Caesar instinctively knew, a bond that affectionately linked them, and though he jealously resented it, he would accept it because of her.

Now, as he eagerly clung to the soft smooth whiteness of his golden mate's hips and rapidly thrust the claiming hardness of his animal cock deep up into the depths of her female core, he watched with keenly alert eyes the approach of the unclothed male onto the sleeping place. His human phallus extended before him, he slowly moved toward her face, until she had taken the length in her petting hand, the sighing vibrations of her soft white body clearly transmitted to him. Something from ages past then clicked in his memory bank, and he instinctively knew what she would do with it. Hot racing blood streamed through him at the flashing knowledge, increasing as he saw her small tongue dart out to lick wetly over the tip! His powerful loins trembled at the sight, but no longer in jealousy, aware that this was what she wanted, and intuitively, he charged deeper and deeper into her, his huge hardness painfully throbbing…!

A maddening joy filled lean as Caesar furiously fucked into her inflamed cunt from behind and she gaped at her Mark's long, hard cock jerking hotly in her clutching little hand. She drew in her breath and flicked out her eager tongue, bringing it into seething contact with the smooth, rubbery tip! She swirled it around slowly, moistly, experimentally, while Mark twisted and groaned; then she ventured toward the tiny split and wiggled her tongue-tip into it! Wild fermentations rippled through her trembling naked body as she tasted the pungent sweetness the droplets of his seminal fluid contained, causing her nostrils to flare erotically wide. She smoothed her hand along the rock-hard rod to the velvety flesh at its thick base, then downward to lovingly cup his sperm-bloated balls. She slipped her warm, tongue-moistened lips over the damp, spongy head then, letting it glide along the full length of her tongue, her hot mouth locking around it in a fervent liquid pressure.

Mark groaned above her extended lovely head, watching with lust-filled eyes her tightly locked lips ovalling hotly around his burning hard cock, hardly believing the electrifying sight of her beautiful innocent young face so grotesquely distorted as she began to suck him with unquestionable desire. Oh Christ… had this huge fucking brute-dog that was pantingly glaring at him actually done this to her? If so, he owed the powerful beast more than he could ever repay him! Damn! She was sucking his cock as if she were never going to get enough!

He began a slow undulation with his naked hips, sliding his thick, swollen hardness in and out of her lips with a slick damp suction sound, guided by her hand grasping at its base while he held her face between his own. He stared with intense captivation at the puffing and hollowing of her smooth white cheeks as his thick cock moved in and out, her head beginning to bob up and down and toil with demanding fervency. Her whole curvaceous, satin-fleshed body quivered in naked ripples from the powerful jolts of Caesar's plunging cock hammering rapidly into her from behind, driving her frantically on!

Oh… ooohh heaven… Jean wildly reasoned, caught between her two wonderful lovers' beautiful, hardened cocks, both of them preparing to spill their hot, liquid fire from either end of her body deep into her craving belly! In lust-filled joy, she ground her wide-spread young buttocks back hard against her Caesar's furry, battering body, feeling the tiny rivulets of moisture building in the smooth crevice between them. She sensed tiny streams dribbling down the backs of her smooth inner-thighs, while the mounting pressure in her inflamed loins wanted of the climatic moment near at hand!