William Davis - The Polaroid club book II

Sobbing now, her belly afire with washes of passion from the lappings of the great beast, and in spite of her tortured thoughts, Cindy Jamison whipped her buttocks back against the sawing motions of the German Shepherd, trying to escape the desperate lunges of the animal. But instead, she succeeded only in finally capturing the lengthening shaft, in sheathing the long, scarlet organ in her voraciously grasping cuntal slit. It missed the first time, sliding up to find her momentarily relaxed anus, and then found its target with a tremendous forward jerk, burying the huge cudgel deep up in the squirming young wife's pink, clasping hole. The beast slithered forward with a wet rush until its cock was sunk to the hilt, its hairy balls swinging below her wet pubic hair.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" wailed Cindy in pain around Taylor's spasmodically quivering cock pressed far down her soft, warm throat.

Defensively, the pain of the huge member invading her pussy almost too much to bear, Cindy began to move rhythmically backwards to meet the thrust of the panting dog. As the forelegs trapped her waist, Cindy began to undulate her body in total abandonment, unable to elude the brutal thrusting pressure of the bucking Ringo and thus retaliating in the only way possible. Her large, taut breasts danced tightly beneath her writhing torso, moving in time to the skewering cock of the dog as it slid deep into her from behind, a relentless hot poker of glistening flesh burying itself deeper and deeper in her belly – and her mouth sucked and nibbled and enveloped the heavy, bloated penis of Ralph Taylor as he thrust long and hard into her sweating face.

The trembling postal clerk, Steve Samuels, snapped off his one final shot with the Polaroid, a lewd full-color shot of the panting, undulating orgy which was being performed right before his lusting eyes. He tore out the negative, waiting, counting, his cock an aching mass of throbbing flesh as he longed to join the wildly performing group on the rug, longed to shove his immense cudgel deep, deep into the quivering, upturned, clasping asshole of young Sally Reagan as she licked and kissed the writhing buttocks of Ralph Taylor.

Finally, the picture was ready and he tore it off the negative. Perfect! His spasming fingers fitted the Polaroid onto the tripod, set the timer, clicked it on. Now! Now it was his turn to get some of the delicious fucking and sucking that was going on right in his own living room!

He rushed forward, his cock held in his right hand like a battering spear about to be thrust all the way through the body of an advancing enemy. He dropped to his knees behind the swirling, naked form of Sally Reagan, teasing the hard rubbery head of his prick along the warm, grasping anal opening. Then he inserted the head quickly inside, hearing her gasp at the sudden painful invasion. He held himself there for a moment, then hissed to the young black-haired girl, "Reach one of your hands around and play with Ralph's balls while you're licking his asshole. Hurry up, the timer's going off any second now!"

Sally obeyed immediately, her right hand sliding up and around to cup the swinging, bloated sac of the automobile executive's testicles, squeezing them gently and causing him to moan in total lustful abandonment as he pile-drove his great cock into the butter-soft mouth of his star salesman's wife. And then there was a sharp click from the Polaroid on its tripod, and the flash went off, capturing the four mouth-and-genital-linked people and the wildly, pantingly bucking German Shepherd.

"Great shot, great shot!" moaned Samuels, aching to heave forward to bury his long hard cock deep up into the bowels of the squirming, mewling Sally Reagan. But he had to get that picture, had to, it was the best one of them all and he would want a copy of that one, Jesus yes! He withdrew the head of his cock, went to the camera, pulled the negative out, counting. When the picture was ready, he took one look at it, gloated elatedly, and then rushed back to his former position behind the still pumping buttocks of the young black-haired girl. He fitted his great cock into her rectal opening again, poising the head there, and then he heaved forward with a sharp exultant cry to completely impale her tightly resisting anal passage on his hard jabbing prick.

"Uuuuuhhhhhhhh!" she cried out in pain, her hand convulsively squeezing Taylor's bloated testicles, her tongue convulsively sliding deep into his anus. The electric contact caused Ralph to hammer even harder and deeper into Cindy Jamison's convoluting lips, his hands threatening to pull strands of her soft blond hair out by the roots in his paroxysms of passion. Even the great dog, Ringo, seemed to be driven on to new heights by the addition of his master, the evil Steve Samuels, to the orgiastic group, and was fucking long and hard with its slippery, hot cock into the moist flanges of young Cindy's clasping cunt.

All thoughts of photographs were gone from the minds of the two men now as they sought to relieve themselves of their great build-up of sperm. Their excitement had reached the pinnacle now, from what they had seen and arranged and slowly become a part of, and now their only considerations were the spewing of their fiery seed deep into the respective bodies of these two nakedly voluptuous young housewives.

Cindy Jamison's forehead was covered with thick beads of perspiration as she buffeted back and forth between the two invading penises imbedded in her either end, in her mouth and her anus. There was no escape from either one, for when she heaved forward to alleviate the pressure of the hammering dog's cock sunk far up into her belly, she only succeeded in thrusting Ralph Taylor's huge pulsating penis further down her throat – and when she drew back from the masculine cock filling her mouth, to keep from choking, she only skewered herself harder back on the pistoning rod of the huge furry dog.

She had no control of her mind now, no control of her body. And in her belly, hot rivers of excitement were flowing, spiraling through her flesh, causing her to tingle all over as if every one of her nerve ends had suddenly been exposed. I like it, oh, God help me, I like this, I'm excited by it, I'm excited and I want to cum… These were her only thoughts, frightening thoughts, as the fires leapt higher and higher in her body, as the hammering pricks of dog and man in two of her bodily orifices sent her soaring toward an unwanted and yet desperately sought-after orgasm. Her suckling lips tried to shout words, unintelligible words of encouragement to bring about the simultaneous ejaculations of all three of them, and of Sally Reagan and Steve Samuels whom she could see behind Ralph Taylor's rhythmically swaying torso. She wanted to be filled with sperm, animal sperm and human sperm, and in her drugged and hopeless madness that was all that mattered. She was little more than a quivering mass of sweating, lust-deranged female flesh that begged for subjugation so that the subjugation would come to an end, grinding her buttocks back in lewd revelry against the panting beast whose cock was sunk so deep in her warm, clasping channel, trying with her very soul to draw the hot torrents of cum out of Ralph Taylor's long hard cock filling her madly sucking mouth.

Steve Samuels could see the incredible gyrations which had now enveloped Cindy Jamison's body, and he thought: son of a bitch, she actually is enjoying it! She likes Ringo fucking her cunt while Ralph fucks her mouth! She's going to cum, oh, Jesus, I can tell it, she's going to cum…!

The salacious realization drove the venereous civil servant to greater hammerings of his great cock deep into the tight, clasping channel of Sally Reagan's rectal passage. She rolled and flung her buttocks back against his forward-driving shaft, feeling it deep up in her belly, and her tongue sunk itself full into the tight rubberiness of Ralph Taylor's anus as Samuels' prick was sunk full into hers. Taylor cried out at the delicious torment of his rectum, at the tickling manipulations of the black-haired girl's fingers on his testicles, and his heaving loins threatened to strangle Cindy Jamison with the expanded girth of palpitating cock sliding almost down to her larynx. And the great German Shepherd Ringo, at the other end of the chain, lolled its long wet hotly panting tongue onto the smooth skin of Cindy's back as it strove to pump its fiery animal seed deep into the blonde young wife's waiting, clasping womb.