Unknown - The Dog Lovers

«Aaaaaauuuhhhhhhhhh …!» she choked as he flicked his tormenting tongue in a feverish, spearing curl far up beyond the clutching, long- unused mouth of her burning vagina! «Ooohhh … yes … my lover! Do it for me! Make Carol cum, Sultan darling! She needs to so badly! Lick it, darling! Lick Carol's hot little pussy …!»

With an animalistic groan of her own, Carol drew her knees back flat to her palpitating breasts, and reaching down between them to grasp his head she pulled his long nose in tight against her wetly yearning vagina! His loving tongue flicked far up the fire-filled channel like a burrowing mole, his own whimpers blending with hers as he fiercely lashed and penetrated the glistening pink flesh between her widespread thighs and buttocks.

«Oh God … yes, baby … lick it! Lick your Carol's needing cunt!» she hissed out again, raising her blonde head as best she could to look down between her obscenely drawn up legs to watch whatever she could of the bestial ravishing of her loins. Oh God …! Her wide-split cunt was flushed to near redness, its shimmering inner-flesh was the most lust- intoxicating sight she had ever seen! Her blood-filled pussy lips were spread like a omniverous mouth, with her handsome darling's long furry snout shoved as far as it would go, right up into the hungering passage of her seething vagina! She could actually feel his jaws working when he opened them, stretching the elasticized entrance of her cunt to thrust his tongue deep into her fire-filled belly! He seemed to be furiously reaching new depths inside her with every lurid lunge! Insanely, she began to pull at his head while she obscenely thrust her greedy loins up at him, trying to force his long nose like a thick furry cock up into her hotly throbbing cunt!

What might have been a pained whimper came from the depths of Sultan's throat, but Carol never heard it! Instead, she felt the exotic sensation of his coiling tongue smooth against, then worm its way lewdly into the small, clam-like mouth of her vagina, spine-shattering sensations of lust overwhelming her helpless flesh!

She was going to cum! Oooohhhh … he had done it for her … the beautiful darling … with his cold wet nose shoved hard against her wide-stretched cuntal passage and his tongue spiraling like the licking flame of a candle at her tender cervix!

In nothing short of delirium, Carol clutched at his big animal-head, burying his phallus-like nose another fraction of an inch deeper up into the tight-clutching opening of her orgastically throbbing cunt, holding savagely to his pointed ears as she lustfully fucked her loins up onto his animal-face and felt the never-ceasing ecstasy of his searing tongue caressing and stabbing into her super-sensitive cervix!

«Oooohhhhh loverrrrrr … I – I – I'm cummmmmmiinnggggggg …!» she wailed, jerking at his head and fucking his snout in selfish ecstasy, nothing mattering but the overwhelming enchantment bursting like a huge hot bubble of erotic bliss to flood down through her long-denied body and permeate her with exhausting sensations of sensually drained fulfillment …!

Carol dressed in a somewhat numbed state, slipping on a white skirt and pullover, still refusing to believe that it had happened the way it had! She brushed her long ash-blonde tresses more than usual, studying her own face in the vanity mirror as if trying to detect some hidden demon. Sultan had trotted off after his obscene seduction, then returned to sit beside her as devotedly as ever. She petted him, but didn't speak. God, how could she? The precious darling … and he'd been so beautiful …! But never before had he even done the ordinary animal things, such as curiously sniffing up between her thighs, or climbing onto her leg in the usual ruttish fashion.

Why now? Why had this happened? Carol had been asking herself that question ever since their forbidden performance ended and her wits had slowly returned. And above everything, she didn't like the answer her still unsteady mind kept coming up with. There had never been anything like this, not even an approach, before … before she'd started leaving the dog with Peggy! God, was it possible? She just couldn't believe it … but where else had he suddenly gotten such a lustful education?

The young divorcee found herself mentally picturing the attractive Peggy White in her mind, but she was visualizing her as never before. Instead, she was inwardly calculating the older brunette's curvaceousness, her sultry face, the shape of her voluptuously up- thrust breasts and full rounded hips … Lord! What in God's name had suddenly come over her, anyway … to be thinking along these lines? She pushed back her vanity stool and jerked upright to her feet. She needed air, or something to clear her head!

«Come on, Sully … l think we could both use a good walk in this sunshine,» Carol said, leading the way to the kitchen where she kept his leash. «I thought I was tired … but I guess I wasn't tired enough,» she added in a soft tone to herself, though she couldn't deny the overwhelming feeling of release her formerly tense young body was enjoying. And in truth, she wasn't really ashamed for having let him lick her pussy, not really, as she might have been had a man done it, but admittedly she would have been at least red-faced had she and Sultan been discovered in the middle of their obscene little escapade .

Carol tried to shake from her mind the lewd image of Peggy White «training» her dog, but she couldn't do it. On the street with Sultan walking valiantly beside her, her brain continued to form lurid mental scenes of the pretty brunette nakedly seducing her handsome pet … showing and teaching him how to … Oh God! Those lewd imaginings were sensuously stirring her even as her anger mounted. Of course, she could never prove such a thing, nor would she even hint at it to the super's wife, but her mind was made up. Sultan had stayed his last day in the White's apartment. She hardly knew what she was going to do with him while she job-hunted, but she had the weekend to decide on something.

Unafraid with the massive German shepherd at her side, and hardly aware of the ogling and shifty pairs of eyes, the suggestive whistles, or under-the-breath propositions directed at her from passing and loitering characters, the appealing young blonde girl made her way toward the open park, which was the last remaining thing of beauty to her in the Westland area. At least once a day she had tried to walk Sultan there, but unfortunately she didn't dare let him off the leash to romp a little; it just wasn't safe around there for a girl without obvious protection. Anyway, when she could, she allowed the dog a couple of hours of freedom in the walled backyard of the apartment building where he could get some measure of exercise.

For a while, Carol strolled along the cinder paths, waiting while Sultan sniffed and examined certain poles, bushes, and trees, until finally they found an empty bench in the shade and she sat down. Sultan saw them first, the other harnessed German shepherd immediately drawing his attention. The dark glasses and type of leash made Carol aware of the young man's blindness. They moved along the cinder path toward where she sat with Sultan on the ground beside her, the skilled seeing- eye dog carefully guiding its master.

He was a handsome man, Carol thought as they drew closer – tall, with broad shoulders and proud bearings. His hair was dark and waved, carefully groomed, and his neat, casual dress stylishly simple. She guessed him to be somewhere in his early thirties and found herself wondering how he had lost his sight … or had he been born that way?

Sultan whimpered as the other German shepherd drew closer, while totally ignoring his existence. Carol saw then that the dedicated animal was female and demanded Sultan behave himself …