Diane Ashfield - Female scent-animal heat

The old dame's lips twisted in ecstasy. "Hurry," she breathed, "I could blowout right now but I'm waiting to watch. Oh, how I love to watch."

I noticed that she was a skilled masturbator. Although she was using a man-made cock to plunge in and out of the cuntal country, she was also employing her thumb to flick her enlarged clit back and forth as though strumming on a jazz banjo. And with her other hand, she slid several fingers under the cheeks of her ass, reared up, and stuck one finger into the asshole. Then, agitatedly, she began to finger-fuck the rectal area. This rear-end movement was perfectly synchronized with the back and forth fucking she was getting with the dildo.

"Hurry," she gasped. "Go, girl, go Sixty-Nine. I can't hold back much longer."

Fascinated by the antics of the horny, old woman, I grew even more excited to think she was getting a big charge out of looking at my naked body. I leaped onto the bed determined to really give her something to get hot about. I'd give her the show of her life. And so, I picked up the dog, hugged him close to my naked body and felt terribly thrilled at the touch of his bony pecker. I could hardly wait to assume the Sixty-Nine position with a four-legged fucker.

Stretching out on the bed, I looked up at the ceiling, and hugged the adorable lover close to my nude body. His prick slid so easily between my tits and for a few moments, I let him throw me a tit-fuck. His bone literally whistled between the cavity of my boobs. All of that friction and humping made me hotter than the traditional three dollar pistol. My cunt ached for tongue.

"Whoa," I cried out. "Don't blowout cream between my tits," I scolded. "I want to feel that long, velvety tongue lapping up and down the cleft of my cunt. Now," I ordered, "Sixty-Nine me, now." And having issued my instructions, I sat up for a moment, turned the animal around until his face pointed between my legs. Then, grasping hold of his hindquarters, I laid my head back again. Now, his long, red and bony cock was pointing directly down towards my already slobbering mouth. His two, enormous balls dangled tantalizingly before my bulged eyes. Everything was in readiness. But would the animal know enough to start sucking cunt?

The old lady had started to jack off again, and the dildo flew back and forth, in and out of her cunt faster than the speed of light. As she masturbated, her hips swiveled around and bucked back and forth as though a man or boy was really throwing it at her. I noticed, too, that her eyes were squeezed tight. Then, it hit me. She was fantasizing. Probably in her mind, some young, handsome and virile lover was really pounding pussy. That thought heated me up, too.

Without further hesitation, I grasped the shaft of the canine cock, and shoved every, single inch into my mouth. The soft-skinned nuts flattened against the cheeks of my face. Grasping the tool firmly with both lips, I initiated a sucking action that made Nicky whine with delight. Then, the adorable, canine cunt lapper dropped his head, and stuck out his long, red, wide and deliciously moist tongue. Draping it over every, single inch of my cuntal lips, sensations of warmth flooded through every pore and organ of my body. And then, something else happened. All sorts of erotic images exploded onto the screen in my mind. The images were those of young men who were also intent on eating my cunt. A few of my dream lovers were sucking my ass while others were taking turns with my cunt. The images were so real, I had to open my eyes to verify the presence of the canine. Yes, Nicky was still going to town with his tongue. But the educated animal didn't restrict himself to mere cunt lappery. No, he knew how to locate the clitoris, and he also had been trained to stiffen the muscles of the tongue in order to simulate a prick. When the red tongue tightened up enough, he drilled it in and out of the pussy hole as though he was fucking me with his tongue.

"Oh wow," I screamed at the top of my lungs, and threw both legs up in the air and then draped them around the neck of the animal. In that manner, I was able to pressure the dog into sticking his tongue even deeper up my snatch. Naturally, the cheeks of my ass gyrated and twisted and thrashed. They weren't still for a moment. And once I got the proper motion going, I squeezed my eyes tight again and let the fantasies take over. My dream lovers were doing all sorts of deliciously, horny things to my body and mouth. One boy was pump-fucking my mouth as a matter of fact. Another was busy drilling his tool in and out of my asshole while another dream boy was licking my box with undiminished ardor. And these dream boys weren't the ordinary, run-of-the-mill character I came into contact with at school. They were all upper class, very wealthy kids who had accepted me into their class, and was demonstrating my acceptance by smelling and kissing my ass. Never before in my life had I ever been able to fantasize such delicious pictures in my mind. In some, mysterious manner, the dog's actions over my cunt with his tongue had triggered off a new ability to dream. The dreams were so real, I rapidly approached the point of no return. I was going to blowout from the very depths of my box.

Turning my head sideways, I noticed that the old lady was fast approaching her climax. Deeper and deeper, she shoved the dildo into her snatch, and her hips rotated with such wild abandon I thought she would topple onto the floor.

The feverish-faced, old fart cackled happily. "Gonna… Gonna… Gonna piss out my cunt-kum. Oh boy, it feels good. Feels so fuckingly good. Gonna b… b… blowwww," and as her shrieks reverberated throughout the bedroom, rivulets of cuntal juices flowed unabatedly through the fuck fissure and down her bared thighs.

On my part, I was unable to give vent to my own screams of lust since my mouth was filled with hot cock. And I didn't want to spit that delicious meat out. Instead, I increased the powerful vacuum with my lips, and felt the sides of the shaft tremble. Then, I knew there would be no stopping the canine from coming. Realizing I was unable to stop the flow, I pressed down even harder with both lips, tripled the pressure from my mouth vacuum, and sucked with every ounce of strength in my body. The canine's nuts whirled excitedly around like the blades of a propeller. Closing my eyes, I picked up the images of my dream lovers again. Each one of them was preparing to explode his nuts, too. And finally, they did. Of course, what I felt was the cream from the dog. The gism juice flowed heavily through the eye of his cockhead and quickly filled my mouth. I tried swallowing every single drop of the sweet-tasting stuff. But the quicker I worked my jaws and tongue, the faster the stuff flowed out. Soon, creamy rivulets were trickling down the corner of my lips and over my chin. Still, I continued to suck as though my life depended on it.

All of this hot cream in my mouth heated up the temperature of my own body and dumped more lustful fuel into the furnace of my fuck funnel. The walls of my vagina began to flutter like the canvas sails of a boat trapped in a tropical hurricane. Then, all hell tore loose. Love liquid spilled through the cuntal crevice and into the lapping mouth of my lap dog.

When it was all over, every muscle and organ in my body relaxed. My head toppled, backwards like one on a rag doll. Nicky rolled onto the floor where he remained on his side, panting and licking his wet but shriveling dick.

"Well done," the old lady applauded. "With the delicious smells coming out of that hot cunt of yours, you'll soon bone up Nicky. Don't forget, I want to watch the actual fuck. That much you owe me," she reminded.

Still panting, I nodded. "Yes, yes. Of course. I… I want to feel his precious prick inside my pussy parlor. But even more, I want to watch those beautiful scenes in my mind," I confessed. "I've jacked off plenty of times. But never before in my entire life have I ever fantasized such vividly really pictures. The boys who lapped and screwed my cunt and ass were all so perfect. The kind of lovers I've always yearned for and never met."