Tor Kung: My Mother Taught Me

Gunilla tried to get to the bed. Gustav leapt on her from behind, mounting her, so she sprawled beside me, half on the bed half off. And he had his cock in her. He was fucking her! She screamed and moaned in ecstasy. She screamed at me: “Lars, Lars! My tits, Lars! Feel them, suck them. Please…”

I grabbed the tit nearest me and felt its weight. I played my fingers over it pummeling it lightly. Squeezed it. Stroked it. Spit on my palm and massaged the nipple. I burrowed under her. She lifted herself a little on her arms to help. I nuzzled to her clitoris. Gustav's cock was going in and out of her hole in front of my eyes. I licked everything I could reach, trying to alternate with him.

Then I felt her hand at my pants. She pulled out my cock. She licked it copiously as the dog was licking her, took it into her mouth, and began to suck me with abandon. I got both hands on her tits and squeezed.

Gustav's breathing was deep in his throat, coming out in a whining growl and getting louder. Gunilla moaned louder. She raised her head, saying over and over in a high pitched little sing song: “Suck me fuck me suck me fuck me!” She was wild. “Gustav, FUCK ME! Lars, SUCK ME! God, I'm coming… Lars, Gustav! I'm coming… oh, fuck me, suck me, i'm coming!” I pushed her head back to my cock.

The dog was humping feverishly at her, barking and yowling. She sucked hysterically as she came again and again. I came into that fleshy sucking and fell back on the bed, moaning. Gunilla, unconscious, kept sucking me, licking and sucking. The dog tapered off and dropped to the floor.

But the wantonness refused to ebb. As I lay in the sudden silence with only the sound of panting, it kept growing. Then I heard the vacuum cleaner outside. Annie!

“Gunilla, Annie's out there. Throw your clothes over you. I'll get her, and we'll put the dog on her.” Gunilla grinned sleepily, pulling her skirt and jacket half over her.

“An orgy, Lars? An orgy with the dog? Marvelous!” I glanced at the window. It was late but not yet time for dinner. There was time. I went out to Annie.

Her eyes got huge when she saw me. She was confused. Her lips parted. I liked Annie. Her eyes so blue and wide. So adoring when she looked at me. I went to her and kissed her. Her lips were soft and melted against mine. Her mouth opened. I let my tongue glide into her. I looked into her eyes -kept my eyes open. She closed hers after a moment and leaned against me trembling.

“Annie,” I said drawing away my mouth, “come in here with me.” I drew her toward the door.

“But that is Miss Gunilla's room.”

“It's all right, Annie,” I held her eyes. “Remember, you are mine, Annie. Come. I will take care of you…” I opened the door and we entered. The key was in the lock. I turned it behind me.

Gunilla smiled warmly at her and started petting the dog by trailing her arm over the edge of the bed. Gustav looked up from the floor, glanced at Annie, and rose. He rooted his nose under Gunilla's clothes.

Annie stared! I pulled her against me. She caught her breath, glancing at Gunilla. Then she relaxed and watched what was happening. Gunilla stroked the bottom of Gustav's belly and he began licking her legs. I could feel Annie breathe harder and shiver with rousing excitement.

“Gustav!” I called. “Here, Gustav!” Gunilla pushed his head out from her skirt and pointed her finger to me. The dog looked at her, then came over.

“Pet him, Annie,” I told her. “Pet the nice dog.” Annie stared at the doberman fascinated. “He won't hurt you. Annie. Pet him.” She tentatively reached out a finger and touched Gustav's head. He looked at her and moved his head to be stroked. She did so cautiously. I could tell she liked the feel of the short hair against her palm. She began petting him with more confidence.

“Annie,” I whispered. “Stroke his stomach. He loves it.” She knelt beside him, reached under and caressed his belly. Gustav pushed his long nose under her skirt and rubbed its wet tip along her thigh. Involuntarily she spread her legs wider. He moved closer and ran his nose farther up her legs beginning to lick them gently as he smelled her cuntjuice. Annie's hand touched his cock-felt the red tip sliding out. She started to withdraw. “Don't be afraid, Annie,” I said, leaning over and taking her by the wrist-pushing her fingers against the cock. “Stroke it, Annie. Gustav won't hurt you. He likes it. And he'll be good to you if you make him happy. If you play with his cock for him. You like dogs, so. Play with his cock, Annie! You've wanted so long to play with a dog's cock-but you never dared. Now you have one, Annie. Play with it. Slide your hand over his red slippery cock and feel it. Feel the texture of it. You'll love it, Annie.” She trembled at my words, and at the attentions of the dog beneath her skirt. She cast an apprehensive glance at Gunilla, but the girl smiled and nodded to her encouragingly. The red cock was out now and growing. Annie's hand went around it and a shiver of excitement ran through her and the dog simultaneously. She squeezed it gently and pulled it back and forth. Gustav groaned and began licking her all the way to the cunt.

He disappeared beneath her skirt. We could see his head moving. He was lapping eagerly at her cunt. Annie became wilder and wilder, overpowered by the sensation. She fell to her knees. She squirmed and moaned laying her head against her flank and stroking his cock. Gunilla got up and came to us. She unzipped Annie's skirt, motioning me to remove the blouse. We undressed her, running our hands over her body as we did so. Annie was out of her mind with excitement.

We took off her clothes. She was not wearing pants. All the time Gustav was at her, licking and licking at her cunt. Annie, dizzy from the caresses, sank forward till her cheek was on the rug. Gunilla stuck her fingers in her own cunt and smeared the juice over Annie, got more on her hands, and rubbed it onto Annie's tits. Gustav licked after it. His tongue was everywhere, across her tits, in her arm pits, along her sides, her stomach, her navel, and back to her thighs, her cunt. Annie writhed under his caresses.

Gunilla brought her mouth to me, her fingers to my fly. We began kissing, petting, undressing each other while we watched them. Annie rolled over on her side. She saw the slippery red thing right above her face. She moaned and twisted on to her back, reached for it, stroking and caressing it. Then her arms were around the dog and she lifted her face. She ran her lips along his cock. Gustav howled; Annie was possessed. She took the cock completely into her mouth, sucking and sucking it. The dog shook. His jaws opened and closed, and he howled with delight.

Gunilla broke away from me and squatted on the floor by his head, bringing her cunt up full to his nose. He licked her furiously. She gestured to me, pointing at Annie. I understood. Kneeling I buried my face in Annie's cunt. I didn't care about anything. My fingers found her clitoris and my tongue dug into her hole savoring the thick juice, the rich taste of her loins.

Gustav howled and barked. I could tell he was coming, but Annie went on sucking furiously. He came. I felt her body shake as his juice splashed into her throat, but she didn't stop sucking. Gustav tried to move off but she held him fixed. Then he began to get excited again. I heard him growl and lap at Gunilla.

I rolled onto my back, and called, “Annie, Annie! Let go- let go of him a moment.” She moaned and looked at me. “Annie, here, climb onto my cock-here!” I commanded. Gunilla pulled Gustav aside and Annie complied. She threw her legs across me and sat down on my cock. She was so wet from the licking that I slid immediately in to the hilt. She groaned as it plumbed her to the center. I looked up at her wanton face, the eyes closed. “Open your eyes, Annie, I want to see what's happening in you.” She moaned. It made her ashamed to look at me. “Look at me, Annie,” I commanded. She looked. Her eyes were naked lust. “Now the dog is going to fuck you, Annie.” Her eyes lurched. A faint wail came from deep in her and continued. She was panting. Hair was matted on her wet face. “But not just ordinary fucking, Annie, the dog is going to fuck your ass hole, Annie.” Her eyes closed and her cunt spasmed. “Open your eyes, Annie, look at me.” She looked. “You are embarrassed, aren't you Annie. You're shy when I say a dog is going to fuck your ass hole?” Sounds came from her loose mouth, but they weren't words. Her cunt opened and closed on me. “Do you want that, Annie? Do you want to be fucked in your ass hole by a dog?”