Peter Jensen - The blackmailed mother book I

Lonnie's twin centers of desire drove on. She was almost ready to cum and could not stop either her mouth or her cunt. Her belly danced with relentless excitement and her hot-walled vagina gripped around Zeigler's plunging cock like a warm, clenched fist, while his balls pounded against her buttocks and the soft-haired skin of her wide spread loins.

Spurred on by the double sight of dog in girl and Lonnie on Cylvia, Zeigler dug deeper, forcing Lonnie's legs farther back, his cock fucking into her like a pile-driving machine gone mad. Then Cylvia, the sucking lips driving her to raw, naked insanity, rocked back and forth and she screamed out: "I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!" She jerked and twisted crazily beneath the oral drubbings of the wife. "Suck me harder, you bitch! Suck me harder!" And her whole cunt spilled out with the juices of her orgasm. "Ahhhh!"

Zeigler fucked into Lonnie's churning cunt, the cries and moans egging him with burning heat. Lonnie cried out from the brutal impalement – her voice muffled – but her greedy vagina clasped around his shaft and slithered up wetly to devour still more. She was cumming, tooo… sweat was pouring from her body as she strove wildly for her climax… it was so close…

And then…

A wail from outside the room was heard by Lonnie. It was so loud that it came through the room's glass, and so pitiful and anguished that it filtered through the liquor and sensation fogged mind of the hopelessly skewered wife, and made her take her mouth from Cylvia's straining cunt. She was able to see in the reflection of the room's mirrors to stage… the girl… the giant dog…

The little teen-ager was in the first throes of her orgasm, and she was screwing her cunt back against the dog insanely. The beast jerked forward, and his tuberous scarlet cock spit out its animal sperm in hard surges, deep up in the girl's vagina, releasing her own climax. Thick white cream appeared at her cuntal mouth as her belly muscles squeezed with her sensations, and rivulets of the dog sperm ran down the backs of her ivory thighs to the bed below.

The large beast slipped his deflating cock from her and she pitched forward, seemingly unconscious; the dog wagged his tail in obvious appreciation and in a last act of depravity, licked her wide-spread thighs and pussy, licking his own animal semen from her quivering cunt. And this perversion blasted Lonnie's brain. Is a dog, is that dog, really that satisfying? With a shudder of forbidden horror, her whole body tensed, and that was the last little bit needed to set off Zeigler's boiling testicles.

He groaned and suddenly Lonnie could feel his hot waves of male seed shoot hotly up into her dilated womb. Her head whirled with lust as the hot, powerful squirts filled her belly to the bursting point. She could feel its forceful jets spattering against the walls of her womb… but she was still seconds away from her own frantically building release. His cock began to slowly stop its wild ejaculations, and she couldn't stand it.

"No! No! Wait… please wait for me…" She sobbed with frustration, but her pleas were useless. She clenched her buttocks desperately up against his softening penis which had lost its mastery over her seething desires, and her heels pounded ineffectually on his backsides as with an empty groan of satisfaction, he rolled from her, exhausted.

Lonnie was beside herself, torn between the hot hungering need scorching her still insatiated cunt and the quick twinge of shame and humiliation that flitted through her desire-contorted brain. She rolled her head, whimpering. Her end was so near… and yet so far. She kicked out her legs and with her own hands fingerfucked her desperately sucking pussy, digging into herself greedily, trying to reach the impossible depths of the man named Ziegler's vanquished cock.

"Fuck me… Oh God help me, but please fuck me…"

"Give it to her," Cylvia goaded, sitting up, glazed eyed and for the moment satiated. "Shoot it to her again."

"I will, you little nymphomaniac. She's not dead yet," Zeigler panted, "but I sure am for a few minutes. God almighty, she's insatiable!"

"Want me to make your cock hard for you?" Cylvia teased. "Want me to take your cock and put it on my mouth and suck you until it's hard again?"

Zeigler groaned at the lurid thought, and incredibly, his cock stirred slightly. "No," he decided. "I want Lonnie to suck me. I want her to put those lovely lips of hers over my cock and suck me until I cum in her mouth. And then," he said, his eyes two glittering stones of lasciviousness, "and then I'll screw her in that hairless little asshole of hers. If I've got the strength left."

"You do, Sam," Cylvia replied knowingly. "You always have with me, anyway, and I'd say that little Mrs. Carmel is as much – if not more of a prick-riser than I am."

"Impossible!" Zeigler said, grinning.

"Well, if you get too tired, I know a number of guys and one large dog that'll love to fuck her – and are going to, if I have my way!"

"And you always do, don't you, Cylvia?" Zeigler said with a knowing smile. "You always do."

Mrs. Lonnie Carmel could only hear this lewd conversation with the infitesimal portion of her brain that was still lucid. The rest of her was a quivenng mass of frustrations and lusts. Her only reaction to the two others were her rambling cries of desire. "Fuck me… please, I must have more… fuck me…"

"And…" in the background Cylvia Oliss' voice droned almost gleefully on… "And when Tamera's friends get through gangfucking that snotty little daughter of hers I think both mother and daughter will be ready for a little dual workout with all the boys at the same time. Won't the sight of that tear innocent Mr. Roger Carmel's mind apart. He should be ready for anything we ask him to do after that…!"