Though Angie had felt in the moments of her overwhelming orgasm that she was spent for the night, that she couldn't possibly summon up the energy to fuck and suck any more, within minutes she was being maneuvered onto her back, and another cock was sliding far up into her wet, welcoming cunt. She opened her eyes to find herself staring into the handsome face of one of TV's most prominent stars.
She grinned and murmured, "Hi, good-looking," before closing her eyes and letting herself drift off on another voyage of pure pleasure, one of several she was to enjoy that night.
Vaguely she was aware of the bustle of activity around her as several lovely young women competed for the chance to be next to fuck the big, gold-colored dog. Angie realized dimly she would not get her chance to screw Jethro tonight, but the thought didn't bother her at all.
Tonight she wanted men, men and more men.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sunday morning dawned bright and clear, but there was little activity around Sid's Arizona ranchhouse until the sun was almost directly overhead.
Contrary to her usual rise-and-shine habits, Angie was one of the last to emerge from her room and stroll out onto the pool deck. She felt incredibly calm and complacently sensual this morning. The previous night's orgy had loosened her up completely. No longer did she harbor a vague bitterness against Sally for the fuck she'd interrupted the previous week. Now her only regret was that the lovely brunette wasn't there to enjoy pure uninhibited sensuality in the luxurious surroundings of Sid's Spanish-style ranchhouse.
She felt that today would be a good time to head back home and make up with her pretty girlfriend, and have a nice, long fuck-session with Sally and Saxon. Even now, with her entire body apparently sated from last night's endless sex, she felt a little tingle of arousal in her cunt as she contemplated the erotic time the three of them would have together. She even felt there was now a thing or two she could teach Sally about sex.
Feeling too antsy to just lie beside the pool, Angie decided to go for a walk. First, though, she walked over to where Sharon and Tim were stretched out side by side, arms lying casually over one another's backs. They looked like typical young lovers in their passive mood of quiet intimacy. No one who hadn't seen for himself would guess the lascivious activities they had participated in last night.
"Hi, you two," she greeted them, prodding their feet playfully with her toes.
The couple rolled lazily over onto their backs and smiled up at Angie.
"Good morning," Sharon murmured with the hushed sensuality of a well-fed cat. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
"Words fail me, my dear," Angie giggled, dropping onto her knees between the handsome twosome and giving them both a big hug. "You sure are nice people," she said. "And I sure am glad I'm the kind of girl who picks up strangers and fucks their dogs."
"It was beautiful last night, Angie, it really was. You're an amazing woman. I really enjoyed fucking you, too," Tim added mischievously.
"Did you fuck me?" Angie asked in surprise, and then laughed.
"Sure did, but you were so far gone by then, you were riding one long orgasm. I don't think you even noticed when one shift climbed off and the relief man got on."
"Wow, that's why I feel so good this morning. Fulfilled another one of my fantasies without even realizing it. Something down here must have registered though," she remarked lewdly, stroking a hand gently over her shorts-covered crotch. "It sure feels good." Giving each of the handsome teenagers a quick kiss, she rose to her feet. "I'm going for a little walk. To get myself together, as they say. See you later."
Waving gaily at the group around poolside, she went through the fence gate and headed out across the yard, following a route in the general direction of the art barn.
Angie felt too full of exuberant energy to be satisfied with just walking, so she broke into a playful little run, a kind of childlike hippity-hop. Without consciously having any idea of where she was going or what she intended to do, she went directly to the barn.
While I'm here, I may as well drop in and say hello to Jethro, she thought, realizing suddenly that she was anxious to see the dog again. She had missed getting fucked by him last night, and now seemed like as good a time as any to make up for that oversight.
You really are a horny broad, she scolded herself playfully, in fact amazed that she could actually think about more sex after last night's orgy. It really seemed that the more she got, the more she wanted.
Jethro's quarters were a well-cushioned stall in one corner of the barn. Angie was disappointed to discover that the animal was not where she expected to find him. She headed back out through the open door, only to spot the huge golden dog bounding across the mesquite in her direction, his ears flapping in the breeze as he barked in greeting.
"Hi, Jethro. Here, boy!" Angie called the handsome dog, collapsing in a fit of giggles when Jethro raised both paws to her shoulders and smothered her face with wet generous kisses. "Hey, hey, hold it, fella! Wow, you sure are excitable today. Last night did great things for your disposition, too, I see." She led the dog back into the barn in an unconscious search for more privacy.
Jethro settled down comfortably in his cushioned bed when Angie sat down there. "You sure are a pretty boy, Jethro darling," Angie crooned as she stroked his fur with long smooth motions that ran from the top of his head down to his long ragged tail. The animal's features immediately took on a look of sheer bliss as he reveled in the woman's comforting attentions.
"You like being with your Angie, don't you boy, even now when you know you could fuck any girl in the house."
Angie was feeling lewd and intensely stimulated, and the idea of having her own little private orgy here with the dog seemed a fitting and titillating aftermath to the previous evening's erotic activities.
Angie wanted to make Jethro feel really good, and she probed her libido for some inspiration that would make this session with the big dog something special. She would likely be leaving this evening, and she wanted to give Jethro something to remember her by. Something he hadn't yet experienced with any of his newfound lovers.
Just then Angie caught sight of the animal's hardening red prick peeking from its furry sheath, and what she should do suddenly seemed self-evident. She wanted to feel that hard, slippery dog-cock in her mouth!
A little thrill of excitement ran through her cunt as she realized just how depraved her intention was. She had never even sucked Saxon's cock. But she wanted to go down on Jethro – right now.
Before starting, Angie decided to remove her shorts and top and get herself thoroughly in the mood for a good sexy encounter. Once naked, she already felt titillated by the sheer fact of lying curled up with the dog in his hair-littered bed, hugging and stroking him as she would a human lover, her own fair skin such a tantalizing complement to his long golden fur.
Jethro was lying on his side facing Angie, and it was easy for her to reach over and begin stroking his tapered rod to increasing firmness with one hand while the other worked at her own heating gash.
"Oh, Jethro, darling," she cooed into the big dog's ear. "You have such a lovely hard cock, sweetheart. Just touching it makes me want to do all kinds of things with it, to feel it inside my pussy again."
Her own wanton words inciting her to action, the excited blonde bent her head down and clasped the hard, pulsing dog-cock between her lips, making timid nibbling motions around the tip before letting the rock-hard prick-shaft slip farther to the back of her throat.