Carlotta Graham - The animal urge

But the caretaker could wait no more. With a gurgle deep in his throat, he reached down to lock his hands behind her head and thrust his loins upwards with the strength of a bull. Diane resisted for a moment, doubt colliding with desire in her mind, but it was too late. He was pushing against her, forcing the wide head of his thick prick into her mouth. She mumbled out the first sounds of fear she felt and tried to shake her head away, but he held her tightly and she could not move. She could only clench her lips and teeth firmly together and try to keep the monster away. But he would not be denied. He increased the pressure; it felt as though her lips were being pushed back through the sharpness of her teeth. He groaned and struggled against her resisting lips, feeling them parting, bit by tiny bit, until suddenly with the aid of an extra lunge he slipped his cock-head into her helplessly gasping mouth, penetrating through her soft, moist lips and into the warm, wet cavern beyond. She could feel the hugeness of it slithering up the length of her tongue and filling her mouth completely with its hot slippery wetness.

"Ooooh, baby," he said, "that husband of yours don't know what he's missing. Your sweet little mouth slips over my cock like melted butter." Diane heard him gasp harshly as he began a slow lascivious rhythmic undulation of his hips up into her helplessly upraised face. She closed her eyes to keep from choking as more and more saliva seemed to fill her mouth everywhere except where she was filled by Jack Green's great flexing penis now protruding banana-like from her thinly stretched lips. Her oral orifice was ovalled and seemed ready to split open at any instant.

The grey-haired man groaned above her as he slid his thick lust-inflated cock in and out of her sucking mouth with a wet sluicing sound, guiding her head with his hand, his fingers ensnarled in her pale hair. He watched her cheeks puffing out as he filled her warm mouth, bobbing up and down on the turgid head of his huge prick. His sadistic grin widened with each thrust he made into her trapped face and he forced his thick sword of flesh deeper and deeper between her red straining lips as she groaned in servile acceptance between his hairy legs. He suddenly jerked his rock-hard penis away from her mouth, taunting her.

"Wait a minute," he commanded as he stepped back from her swaying body. She raised her eyes in an expression of mixed dread and anxiousness as the caretaker began to remove his trousers. "We might as well make this fun for both of us, right, honey?"

Diane stared apprehensively as he walked a few feet down the path to where the great dog lay uneasily beside the tree to which he was tied. Jack lay down on the ground, settling his feet on either side of Wolf's furry head. Underneath his grimy sweater, the caretaker's loins were naked and completely exposed, his massive, upthrusting shaft of hard flesh jutting out like a log over the huge sac of sperm-filled balls hanging beneath.

"All right, honey, get over here," he ordered crisply. "Get down between my legs and kneel up on all fours. Let's see if your hairy friend here has taught you anything."

The pretty, young housewife felt chills run up her spine at his words. As she crawled over to him in a semi-stupor of terror and humiliation, afraid to disobey, not allowing herself to think of what she was doing for fear she would lose her mind, she pictured clearly the lewd position she was in.

He grasped her head between both hands, pressing the huge fleshy penis between her forced-open lips, slipping her saliva-soaked mouth down over its full rigid length. Nothing mattered to her anymore except to get this horrible ordeal over with and to do what she had to do, no matter what, to get away from this despicable man.

"That's fine, little lady, just fine," Jack rasped, pushing his giant cock further into Diane's warm velvety mouth. Then, lifting his head to look beyond her crouching form to where the massive German Shepherd lay, he called, "Here, boy, come on. She's all ready and waiting for you."

The beautiful twenty-one-year-old bride tensed as she heard Wolf whine softly behind her but she continued to suck slavishly on the thick pole of flesh, milking at the loathsome man's prick to end the ordeal as soon as possible. Then, she heard the rustling of dead leaves as the champion dog lumbered to his feet and she felt something cold and wet back between her upraised buttocks a moment later. She stiffened and jerked at the cold, moist touches against her sensitive genitals, as the dog began to lick her, and when the huge animal growled in warning for her to be still, she realized it was not his loins against her, but his nose. Oh, God, he was going to lick her between her legs again! She felt her fear of the animal returning with full force and instinctively withdrew her mouth from the caretaker's long straining cock, her wide-open eyes fixed on the stranger named Jack Green.

"Don't try to tell me you don't like that dog's tongue on your pussy, honey," he chuckled sarcastically. "I saw you yesterday morning, remember? Now you just get back to sucking MY cock before I decide to spread around the word about you anyway."

He entwined both of his hands around her lowered head and pressed it downward, thrusting his hips upward at the same time. Diane felt as though she would choke to death as the fleshy shaft penetrated deep into her mouth. She gagged slightly at the choking entry, struggling to regain her breath. It came in great gasping rushes as she sucked in air as Wolf's cold searching nose suddenly rubbed against her tiny cringing anus. Grunts of protest escaped from the thin-stretched tightness of her lips and she clenched her buttocks against the taunting torment of the brute's icy touch. Then, as the dog growled ominously behind her, she began to relax in humiliated resignation, realizing that there was little hope for her to avoid this perverted act. There was nothing she could do. She felt Wolf begin to lap hungrily at the deep cleft between her parted thighs, his hot tongue sliding wetly over the area of her loins from the tiny hairless little anus up to the warm hair-lined lips of her vagina, flicking finally against the tiny jerking bud of her clitoris. Electrical tingles of intoxicating pleasure followed its path as it laved relentlessly between her opened thighs, pausing occasionally to lunge deeply into her narrow vaginal channel. Diane struggled valiantly against the effect of the gentle dog-licking of the vibrant flesh back between her open buttocks but, slowly, the very lewdness and helplessness of her situation came clear to her. She pictured herself as she was now, her body trapped obscenely between two rutting male animals… a human male's cock sunk deep in her unwilling mouth and a dog's long wet tongue slavering ceaselessly at her naked behind. A strange masochistic excitement began to well up from deep in her belly, up to the tips of her swelling breasts, as she envisioned how she must look in this debasing kneeling position.

She was doing this for Bill! she reminded herself desperately. She had to remember her husband. She mustn't forget… mustn't let herself… again.

She groaned aloud as Wolf's relentlessly probing tongue shot deep up into the moist passage of her vagina. The hot, unwanted desire rising deep in her trembling belly became a rapid torrent once more and she began to move her naked buttocks high up behind her in a small grinding circular movement, constricting the outer lips of her tight little cunt muscles back over the obscene animal tongue burrowing relentlessly into her.

Suddenly, insanely, she wanted to exploit it to the limit, to feel her entrails filled with it and to cum as she had the day before. She sucked wildly at the caretaker's massive pistoning cock in her mouth, almost gagging, her cheeks hollowing and filling with his every thrust. It was the first time she had ever tasted cock and now it was sliding deep down into her throat as she fought for breath, managing to catch quick gulps of precious air on the outstroke of his thrustings. The caretaker's soft, swollen balls slapped harder up against her chin as he fucked happily between her widely-ovalled young lips, giving her almost all he had. She was beyond fighting this lewd rape of her mouth and cunt from behind. She could no longer even visualize what was happening to her… she was all sensation and mentally raving like a slave to the erotic fury that had taken control of her within a mere matter of minutes. Even the stale odor of sweat that was now around Jack Green's loins, maddened her, filling her nostrils with a constant reminder of the perverse attack she was being subjected to at both ends of her desire-inflamed body. Dazing pulsations thumped at the bounds of her brain and she was growing close to bursting with ecstasy, was twitching and twisting, slavering saliva and semen from the corners of her tensely out-stretched lips.