Dana Swanson - Blackmailed Into Swapping

But the young woman's eyes were glazed. "You'll have to help me-make me!" Terry trilled.

Mavis cringed inwardly. A dog fucking a human female! And the girl was asking-inviting-it! Her snatch had been sated by Willie's mammoth prick-and she didn't want it! Somehow, the idea of watching a young woman-beautiful as Terry was-get fucked by a dog was perverse…but enchanting!

God! the dog had a magnificent cock! Mavis couldn't prevent the muscles in her cunt from crawling…"Ugh!" she murmured to herself.

Then, her mind struggled with the question. HOW?

And Connie and Miriam were giggling conspiratorially.

Mavis stared. Terry's sleek thighs were drifting farther and farther apart. And the boxer knew what was up there! He was sniffing loudly and pushing his muzzle farther under the tender girl's dress. He knew! She had tender pussy up there! And he was going to get into it! Lap it!

Lick it! Fuck it-with his red, slick pole!

"You'll have to make me!" Terry yipped in protest, clamping her knees together and shutting off the dog's progress.

Mavis glanced from Miriam to Connie, watched them finish their drinks slowly, set their glasses down and lean forward. "Let's give her to him!" Miriam said brightly. "Come and help us, Mavis!"

Mavis remained in her chair, watched as Connie and Miriam stood and converged on Terry. She scowled as she watched Miriam stoop and masturbate the dog for a moment.

Then they tugged Terry from her chair. Connie held Terry's arms as Miriam scooped hands up under her dress and hauled down Terry's silkies. There was a brief struggle…the dog sloshed his huge red tongue over Terry's taut crotch. The dog knew he was going to sink his bone in the girl's treasured gash. And Mavis suspected he had a jobber big enough to make her hole smoke and make her yell. Mavis had seen animals fuck-and they could really poke it in and out of a pussy.

Really fast!

Then, as if in a dream, Mavis watched the small girl stripped stark naked and the dog was really laboring his gulping tongue over her flat tummy and trying to swab it between her milky thighs. He nibbled daintily at her light-colored pubic mat and Terry whimpered.

"Want it from the belly or the back, Terry?" Miriam gurgled as she and Connie held her arms, twisted behind her back. Mavis' eyes opened wide as she watched Miriam maul one of the perfect breast cones and tweak the nipple cruelly.

"Oh, God! You'll have to make me! I wwwwwaaaannnnttttt to try it! But his thing is so big and ugly!"

"This beats bridge!" Connie yelled in triumph as she and Miriam tugged Terry into the middle of the floor. Connie toed an ottoman away from an easy chair. She and Miriam stepped on Terry's feet and forced her backwards, over the low object.

The dog knew what to do.

He came up on her, between the out-flung thighs.

"Guide him into her!" Miriam shrieked at Mavis. "Hold his cock so he can fuck it into her!"

Mavis hesitated.

"Do it, damnit! Or I'll tell a few things!"

The dog's thing was protruding and protruding. Thicker and thicker, redder and redder. And his rump was fuck-fucking fruitlessly. And Mavis crept across the floor…

"Oh, God, no! I changed my mind!" Terry screamed.

But there was no salvation for Terry Lewis. Connie and Miriam wouldn't let her up. And, timidly, Mavis gently grasped the boxer's balls with her right hand and his dark red shaft with her left. She pressured forward with her hand on his balls until the tip of his cock dug into the girl's dainty vulva, the sharp point prying the lips apart.

He knew where to go…and buried his bone deep in her wretching body.

His toes danced on the thick carpet and he stabbed her deep.

Instinctively, Mavis massaged…jacked him off through the thick skin of his cock jacket and felt the knob swelling. He has a magnificent cob, she marveled, bending her head to watch him knife it into the girl.

Terry's feet flew into the air and her ankles locked over the hunching animal's back.

"Aaaaaaaaaanh!" Terry whimpered as the dog flung his cock into her.

Mavis saw the huge knob coming out of the pouch. The dog was bouncing it against the splayed lips of the vulva.

Then he crammed it all into the tight hole, past the yielding pelvic bones and he had his bone buried in Terry Lewis' dainty, fragile body.

He humped away in short, gouging strokes, deep in her insides.

Miriam and Connie were panting with perverted pleasure as they held the girl bent over the ottoman. And Mavis stroked the black-skinned balls …

And Terry suddenly wheedled, "Fuuuuuck me! I'm being fucked by a dog!

It's so good…being fucked by a dooooog! And his big knob is stuck in me! I can hold his cock in me because his knob is locked in my twatittty!"

And the dog had it in her snatch good. Mavis leaned back as Miriam and Connie released Terry's arms and scooted away to watch. It was plain the dog wasn't going to give up soon. He wasn't going to turn around ass-to-ass. He was going to stay hung in the young woman until he was ready to soften and unlatch.

Terry clenched a handful of her close-cropped hair and with her other hand, she played with one of the boxer's ears, tweaked his nose and let him lick her fingers. She guided his great tongue to her tits and started moaning and bumping her fanny as he licked in great slurps across the perfect mounds of beauty.

Then he began pumping it in and out of her again in short, spearing strokes and Terry came again and again. The ball near the back of his cock must have been the size of an orange. It was lodged-stuck-in her snatch. It would never come out-his cock-accidentally. Terry held his dick in her pussy with the inner tension of coital muscles and her thighs clenched around his body.

Mavis took the drink Connie offered her, fascinated, hypnotized by the uncanny sight of a dog fucking a woman. And Terry was loving every plunge of his prick and the big ball wedged inside her vagina. Mavis wondered if the sex stick was stuck all the way into Terry's womb.

"Is he shoving it into your uterus?" she suddenly asked, impulsively.

"Is-he-ever!" Terry panted. "I'm blowing my fuck-gasket again!" She writhed and grunted and up-butt-fucked to get all of the dog's cock.

"I'd like to have his big knob in my ever-lovin'-fuckin'-womb!"

The boxer knew his business. He hunched forward brutally, burying his prick deep in Terry and he gobbled a beautiful tit, gently, into his lascivious mouth and Terry exploded, reached to grab the dog's nuts in both hands and pull his ass toward hers.

"He's shooting a gallon of hot jizz into my swat!" Terry squalled with erotic delight.

Mavis could see Terry's tight butt hole flutter and spasm and seem to work in and out. Mavis felt faint her vision seemed to spin and her tummy felt all swimmy. She realized that watching the session of sexual intercourse between Terry Lewis and the boxer had greatly stimulated her pussy and it was all sticky and hot.

Passion was raging like an inferno through her vagina and roaring into her womb. She fumbled her empty glass away and twisted her body around to lie on her stomach. She was conscious of a humming in her ears, of her breath whistling through her flared nostrils. Vaguely, she was aware of cool, adept hands shuffling under the short hem of her dress, of her panties being peeled off over her tensed rump and down her long, tapering thighs.

She had no resistance to the pairs of hands lifting her butt into the air, pushing her knees up and apart from her flanks. Fingers were playing around with her hot vulva, parting the thick petals. She shuddered as something hot mopped into her wet, sticky groove.

"Oh, my God!" Mavis whined. Miriam and Connie had gotten the dog's dick out of Terry, had turned him away from the small woman's body and were pointing him onto her. She felt her pussy crawling and squirming as the thick, hot tongue plowed through her vulva and rasped tantalizingly over her anal opening, up and down the crack of her ass. "Oooooh!"