Karen reached down and stroked his head. Her other hand caressed her fat tits, kneading the firm mounds and pulling at the stiff tips. She moaned softly. Rover's nimble tongue felt lovely, as always, and it was tempting to let him finish the job. But now that she knew the delights of doggy cock, Karen wanted to get stuffed again, instead of creaming on his tongue which, after all, was no novelty.
She pulled Rover's muzzle out of her dripping cunt. The dog tilted his head and cocked an ear inquisitively. This was a memorable day for the dog, as well as for his mistress. He was learning new tricks, and he was eager to proceed with his education and training. Karen stroked his head and he whined. Thick ribbons of pearly cuntjuice streaked his muzzle and flecked his lips. His tongue lolled out, running heavily with doggy slobber and pussy cream.
Karen slid up onto the couch, her ass perched on the edge, and her long, shapely legs extended, heels on the floor and thighs parted wide.
In this position, Karen's soaking crotch was elevated to the level of Rover's head. The Alsatian sniffed, whined and shoved his muzzle into her cunt again. His tongue slithered up her cunthole and Karen moaned. The long, thick lapper seemed to be plunging as deep as a prick. Her cuntwalls and lips sucked on the dog's tongue, and her fuck bud throbbed against the slippery red prickmeat.
Cuntjuice poured down into the crack of her ass, and Rover bobbed his head down and slurped it back up greedily. As his tongue flipped up, cream sprayed onto her slim belly and into her tangled cunt bush.
She reached down and spread her cuntlips wide open, stretching the folds, urging the doggy to lap as deeply up her fuck tunnel as he could. Her thumbs flicked across her clit, and she slipped a finger up into her pussy alongside his flashing lapper. Again, she was tempted to cream his tongue – and again, she wanted cock even more.
She patted the cushion beside her ass, coaxing Rover to hop up. But the brute was reluctant to stop feasting, and continued to slap his tongue into her cunt gash. Karen grasped him by the collar and dragged his head and shoulders upward. His haunches tensed and he sprang up, planting one big forepaw on either side of her hips.
His prick loomed out over her belly, the naked knob pulsing and the hairy fuck rod throbbing. Karen gazed adoringly at his prick meat, over the thrust of her tits. His cockhead was pumping in and out as if it were being inflated. The red slab was slippery and slick with her cuntjuice, and a few drops of spunk oozed from his open pisshole and trickled down the smooth slope. Karen licked her lips. Oh, how fucking delicious that big doggy prick looked!
Karen had never sucked the dog's cock, although she had thought about it before this – just as she had thought about letting him screw her, without really thinking that it would ever happen. But now the fucking had happened, and it had been wonderful. Naturally, the oversexed nymph wondered what a mouthful of dog cock would be like.
She folded her hand around his thick prick and moved his cockhead down, tapping it against her stiff nipples and then nudging it into her deep cleavage. Rover yelped and humped, driving his prick up between her tits. The dripping knob slid onto her breastbone and ran up into the hollow of her throat. She cupped her tits together, deepening the crack. Rover titty-fucked through the smooth crack, his slick prick laying a slimy track.
Was it more depraved to suck a dog's cock than it was to take it up her cunt? she wondered. But that no longer mattered to her now. Karen had become a confirmed animal lover and the more depraved it was, the more exciting. Her head tilted down. As the Alsatian's cockhead came squeezing out from her cleavage, she blew her warm breath onto it. The musky, gamey aroma of aroused dog cock wafted into her flushed face. She moaned, and her tongue ran across her lower lip.
She bent her head lower, and when his cock came pushing out from between her tits again, she flicked her tongue against the angry red tip.
Rover yelped, his big body quivering, muscles hunching in his haunches.
"Oooooh!" Karen sighed, as the meaty flavor of dog cock tingled on her tastebuds, thrilling her to the core. She drew her dark head back, savoring that first taste. When he humped again, she met his cockhead with her flashing tongue, lapping and laving all over the wet meat. She could taste her own cuntjuice on his fuck-knob, along with the succulence of his cum seepage. More spunk bubbled onto her tongue and her saliva flowed down his cock.
Rover had never had his prick licked before, except by his own tongue, and the brute was going wild with the sensation. He shoved his cock up into her face. The knob missed her lips and skimmed along her cheek, leaving a bubbling streak from his pisshole. Karen gurgled with delight. His bloated balls, full of cum again, bumped against her chin. She licked the hairy scumbags hungrily. Ball meat tasted subtly different from cockmeat, but almost as savory. She tongued all over his swollen balls, then licked up his shaggy fuck stalk. She knew she was in danger of getting hairs stuck between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay for such a taste treat.
She tongued up and down his cockshaft, and then, coming to his knob, she kissed the fiery tip. Her lips parted slowly, and she took the fat slab into her mouth.
"Ummmmm! Ummmm!" she purred, as she nursed hungrily on the gamey mouthful of dog cock. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked, and her lips turned outwards, tightly gripping his prickhead.
Rover growled and howled, thrilled by this new treat. He shoved his prick deeper into her mouth. His dripping prick slid right back into the entrance of her gullet and Karen gagged, but held it there for a moment. When he drew back, she sucked through every precious inch.
Preliminary scum trickled onto her tongue. She let the slimy stuff run around on her tastebuds for a moment, savoring the taste and the texture, and she thrilled at the dark knowledge of her own depravity. She had a mouthful of dripping doggy prick! The psychological thrill was almost as great as the physical. She gurgled and sighed, and her throat pulsed as she swallowed his slime.
Now she was in a quandary again. The preliminary seepage from his pisshole was so delicious that Karen was yearning to let the doggy shoot in her mouth and to drink every drop of his steaming hot fuckjuice. But as she sucked on his prick, her pussy was getting so hot! She wanted to blow the brute, and yet she needed desperately to get her cunt fucked again!
Ripples ran through his fuckrod. It throbbed on her tongue and flared in her lips. He humped in and out desperately, and she knew that if she didn't stop sucking him soon there would no longer be a decision to be made – he was going to unload his balls into her mouth at any moment!
Oh, if only she had two doggies, she thought. If only she could suck one dog while the other shoveled his prick up her fuckhole!
The prospect caused the horny girl to tremble. But at the moment she had only one dog and one prick, and Karen felt as if her pussy was going to dissolve in the frenzy of her need.
Hating to forsake that succulent mouthful, but knowing her cunt took precedence, Karen drew her lips away from the dog's smoking hot cockhead. He whimpered and humped, desperate to bury his prick in that suction cup of a mouth again, but she turned her face aside, refusing to mouth him again, even though she was drooling for it.
"I'll suck you off sometime, boy," she whispered, huskily. "Oh, yeah – and soon! God, I wanna drink your jism, you horny son of a bitch! I'm so hungry for your fuckjuice, I'll milk your balls dry and swallow every drop. But now…" she broke off with a gasp. Gripping his prick firmly by the shaft, she dragged the long fuck rod down into her loins.