Richard Van Dorne - Ravished wife

"Ready, Jocko," he teased the big dog. "Yeah, you're ready, big boy. Get her now, fuck her, boy, fuck her 'til she screams for mercy!"

Red grinned as his partner gave the command. He could see Carl's stubby cock pushing against his trousers, spilling drops of cum as it waited for final climax. His own throbbing cock jutted straight out from his fly. It twitched spasmodically as he too waited in lewd anticipation. But my time'll come, he thought as he watched the huge animal lift itself up, move his front paws up beneath her armpits and hover the huge red cock over her thighs, getting a firm grip on the bed so he could ram his aching prick into her fiery cunt. If I had that cock, Red thought, I'd be king of the world.

Clumsily the dog probed for her aching pussy, pushing the swollen red tip into the soft smoothness of her thighs again and again in a vain effort to find the pulsating wet hole, but he would not be as fast as she was. It was too late for the girl as the first flashes of climax began to run through her body. She was aware of only a huge hot form hovering over her sweating body. The dog didn't exist, only the twitching red cock that poised over her cunt. Her orgasm was building and she had no control over it as it grew like a huge ocean wave coming down fast on a rocky coastal cliff. She groaned softly as the dog poked at her and the electric shocks that began her climax began shooting through every pore of her tortured skin. She wanted to grab the giant cock and stick it into her trembling pussy before it was too late, but her hands were still bound and there was no amount of straining that would free her. She pushed her hips upward in an effort to grab the throbbing cock, but failed, and started clenching her buttocks in one final effort to reach her orgasm. She had to cum, she had to release the terrible aching want in her fiery, wet cunt.

Red's eyes were glued to the girl's undulating loins as they strained up desperately for the giant cock. He had to see them cum, he had to see the dog fuck her before she came. Quickly he reached down and grabbed the St. Bernard's twitching cock with his strong right hand. The dog jerked forward, thinking that he had found the hole, then realized that he was being guided, and temporarily relaxed. Red easily guided the throbbing cock forward and put the hard red tip at the clasping opening of her burning cunt and pushed it forward. It was ready now, he thought, and released the rigid shaft, leaving the first half-inch inserted in the clasping hole.

"Yeah, Baby," he cooed to the dog. "You're ready big dog, now fuck her hard!"

The lust-filled dog had never known such excitement. The clasping pussy nearly sucked him in of its own volition before he suddenly took control and drove his massive swollen cock deep into her aching cunt, filling her with what seemed like all of his two hundred pounds of animal muscle.

"Aaaaagggghhhhhhh!" Paula wailed as shocks of pain shot through her tortured body. But it wasn't pain, it was pleasure, luxurious pleasure that filled her body and scraped the wet yearning walls of her cunt. There was no stopping now, it was too late. Suddenly every muscle in her ravaged body twitched at once and sent wild ripples of electricity smashing through her body as her final wave of climax flooded through her abdomen spilling the hot juices into her cunt. "Aaahhhh, aaaahhhhhhh, aaahhhhh, I'm cumming!" she wailed like a wild uncontrolled animal, her naked body twisting and writhing like a crazed mannequin in the last untamed throes of her orgasm.

Suddenly she relaxed, completely exhausted. It was then that she realized that a gigantic cock was still thrusting in and out of her ravaged cunt. She felt it thrusting and pulling, in and out, as she lay on the bed, her eyes closed as the massive prick continued driving inside her. Carl, she thought, bald ugly Carl, could it be Red. She was too tired to look. Neither of them had fucked her for so long before. Neither of them had been able to turn her on before, not until that huge dog had licked her into oblivion. It was almost… Oh God, no, not… Not… THE DOG! Her eyes flashed open in horror and stared at the lust-maddened form of the panting dog that continued humping her with all its animal fury.

"Oh God, noooo!" she screamed and tried to pull away from the sex-crazed animal. It was too much for her. It wasn't just a cock that was driving with brutal force deep into her aching cunt. It was a dog. A giant St. Bernard that was fucking her like a bitch in heat he had found on the street. This was the final defeat, the final degradation. She had come from somewhere in the world to the perverted bed of a dog, to be fucked at will. There could be no turning back for her, no Sammy, no life in the future. She had been beaten, destroyed by the horrible ravishing of a lust-crazed animal. Her eyes began to bulge wide and roll about in her head as she watched the animal continuing in his last breaths before orgasm.

It was too much, watching the panting animal. She could see that he was still excited, too excited to be stopped. He was a huge cock, that's all. A cock that no man could ever possess, and if she didn't stop him now, she might succumb once more to the massive prick which rammed again and again into her hair-covered pussy.

Already she could feel the juices starting to flow again from her ravaged cunt and knew that she must stop them or she would cum again. She couldn't stand it. She had to stop them!

"For God's sake," she begged, her voice punctuated by the animal panting of the huge dog. "Get him off of me, please, get him off!"

Carl towered above her, a lewd grin on his face. The proud little bitch was begging just as he had predicted.

"What's the matter, Paula?" be sneered. "Is Jocko too much for you, or too little?"

Red laughed as he watched Carl holding the leash out for the girl to take. Goddamn! Carl just loved to humiliate them until they didn't have a grain of pride left, he thought. That stubby little cock of his can't handle a woman, so he makes them pay for his own impotence. Christ, what a guy to have for an enemy.

"Oh God, Carl…" she moaned. "Please make him stop!"

But Carl had no thought of making the big dog stop. His eyes were glued to the girl's tortured face and his hands were both glued to the stubby little bulge in his trousers, rubbing and pulling at his leaking cock. His hot sperm was dripping freely, soaking a large wet spot beside his fly, as his hands massaged the cock to its fullest length, each stroke in perfect timing with the St. Bernard as he continued to plunge his giant swollen cock deep inside her fiery pussy.

Red smiled at the obscene spectacle before him. He watched first the huge dog pummeling the girl, then Carl's hands as they stroked his twitching little cock toward climax. Carl had tried every trick in the book to fuck a girl, but he never made it last long enough to get inside her. Red remembered with a grin all the times he had watched Carl get all worked up watching the dog screw different girls, then suddenly, when he finally had a hard-on, shoot his wad in his pants. The stupid bastard, Red thought as he watched, he'll never learn. In a few seconds he'll start to twitch, and then it'll be over before he can get to her. Tough shit. Let Carl watch all he wants to, and when the dog's done I'll be ready.

Red had long ago decided that it was all a big show for him, to get him ready to screw. Carl was no better than a two-year-old when it came to women. Let old Red do the real screwing, that was better anyway. He slid his hand over his rock-hard throbbing prick and massaged it as it twitched up and down slowly in the cool air conditioned room. Let some nut like Carl watch all he wants. Pussy was for the real men, the men who could fuck it as well or better than the big dog. That's what women really want. Red smiled to himself as he stroked his massive throbbing cock in his clenched fist. Man, I'll be ready he thought as he pulled the reddened foreskin over the tip and stroked excitedly at the rigid muscle, God, I'll be ready!