His tongue wedged into her, plowing up her soaking fuck tunnel, boring deep into her loins. Karen moaned and panted, trembling as the waves began to lash her belly and dart up her thighs.
Suddenly Rover's tongue was gone.
"Don't you dare stop!" she wailed, jerking her ass up and looking back over her shoulder.
Rover was crouching behind her, his hind-quarters lowered, his tail lashing and his teeth bared. For an instant, they gazed into each other's eyes. His amber orbs were glowing as if an inferno was raging within his skull, and looking under him, she saw that the swollen head of his massive prick was glowing even brighter. That naked red slab looked like an incandescent light bulb on the end of his hairy black cock.
Then Rover sprang.
His chest hit her ass and his front paws wrapped firmly around her hipbones, dragging her back towards him. He was mounted on her ass like a gargoyle on a wall, clinging to her haunches tenaciously. The great lever of his prick was standing upright, the underside pressed against the crack of her ass and his knob dripping down his hairy stalk.
Holy shit! He wants to fuck my cunt! Karen realized, gasping at the thought.
Rover's hindpaws scrabbled on the carpet and his flanks rippled and heaved. He humped, his powerful haunches slamming out and driving his prick against the back of Karen's thigh. She felt his smoking hot prick bump against her, dribbling slime down her leg.
The brute humped again, missing the hairy target in his frantic attempts. This time his cock-head rebounded from the cheek of her ass. The doggy, frustrated by being mounted with his cock still unburied, whimpered.
Karen realized that even though the Alsatian had been able to clamp himself to her haunches, he would not be able to get his cock up her cunt-hole by himself. If Rover was going to fuck her cunt, she was going to have to help him get in. Otherwise, he could only batter away at her ass and the backs of her thighs, his cock angled wrong.
But did she want to help him get his cock up her fuckhole? Karen wondered, shaking her head and tossing her raven dark hair about. Letting the doggy lap her pussy wasn't really very naughty, and jerking him off was just sort of fooling around, but to actually let the dumb brute shove his hairy prick up her pussy and fuck away until he spurted all his hot, thick doggy jism into her – that, she knew, was really depraved, really wicked and degenerate.
Yet the thought of having that huge, rock-hard dog cock plunging into her cunt was wildly exciting – all the more exciting because it was so wicked. She knew how his prick throbbed and pounded in her fist when she was jerking him off, and how all that creamy fuckjuice came hosing from his pisshole in great spurts, and the horny girl could just imagine what it would feel like to have his massive cock slamming away into her pussy. And then, at the creamy conclusion, to feel his steaming dog-cum flood her fuckhole.
Undecided, wanting to get fucked by the beast, and yet hesitant to take her depravity to such depths, Karen gave her ass a shake as if to dislodge the doggy. But Rover only clung more firmly to her hipbones and humped again. This time his long, black-sheathed cock came sliding up between the cheeks of her ass.
Karen moaned as she felt the naked meat of his glowing cockhead nudge at the tight brown bud of her asshole and his thick, throbbing stalk pulsate in the crack of her ass. His bloated balls pressed into her crotch. She reached back under her belly and cupped his ballsac in her hand, squeezing gently. She could feel his hard nuts jiggle inside the hairy bag and he was so swollen with a cum load that she thought she could feel the slimy stuff sloshing around in his balls. She fondled his cumsac and Rover whined. His haunches trembled and his cock throbbed up the crack of her ass.
He pulled back slowly, his hairy cock stalk and naked knob sliding down between the cheeks of her ass, towards her crotch.
Karen shuddered with desire. Her hips shot out from side to side. Her weight shifted from one knee to the other, hiking the cheeks of her ass up and down. Her pussy was smoldering and steaming. Cuntjuice gushed out and ran down her thighs and her fuck button throbbed, standing out stiff and taut in the creamy flow.
The dog's tongue had started the job and now the randy woman was desperate to come again – and longing to have her cunt stuffed full of dog cock.
Karen slowly smiled. Fucking hell, she thought. I just got to let this big son of a bitch fuck my ass off! Her last inhibitions and doubts ebbed away, replaced by pure desire. If she felt guilty or ashamed afterwards, she could cross that bridge when she came to it. The bridge that she wanted to cross now was that hairy span between her cunt and Rover's balls!
Rover yelped and whined and humped, missing her cunt again, his prick-knob sliding through her crotch and squeezing out below her hairy cunt mound. Karen stared down past her swinging tits and tense belly, and saw the naked red meat of his cockhead throb in her jet black bush. She thought how wonderful it would be to feel that hot slab pounding away in the very depths of her fuck tunnel.
Her hand slid up from his balls and folded around the root of his cockshaft.
Rover growled in his throat and stopped humping, standing rigid over her haunches, perhaps realizing that manual assistance was about to be offered. His bushy tail slowly switched from side to side.
"You want cunt, boy?" Karen whispered in a husky voice. "Ummm? Do you want that nice big prick stuck up my hot, wet fuckhole?"
Rover yelped with enthusiasm, and his hairy cockstalk bucked in her fist. Karen's hand slid up his prick and caressed his slick red crown. Preliminary spunk bubbled from his pisshole and she rubbed it into his slippery fuckmeat with her thumb. She brushed her forefinger against the sensitive spot where his cockhead flared out from his shaft and the thick vein spread into his naked slab.
Karen was shaking and trembling with expectation, yearning for a cuntful of that massive, iron-hard dog cock, teasing both of them by delaying that coupling.
Her whole body jerked and wriggled, and her fat tits swayed under her as her ass heaved up and down. His paws dug into the hollows in front of her hipbones. The brute's long red tongue was hanging out, and doggy slobber dripped onto Karen's jerking ass.
She stroked slowly back on his cock, her fist skimming down toward his balls and skinning the hairy sheath back so that the naked meat of his cockhead flared out in a wide wedge, cum oozing from the cleft.
Her hand cupped his balls again and caressed them, loving the way they ballooned in her palm, longing for the magic moment when the dumb brute emptied his steaming hot load into her cunthole.
Slimy ribbons of scum trickled down from his cock and matted his hairy sack. Her hand pulled up again, sliding along the slippery, cum-drenched fuckrod. She fingered his naked slab again and more slime bubbled out. Karen was enjoying fondling the beast's cock and balls, but now she was afraid that the brute might blow his wad too soon, before she got that big fucker stuck up her pussy. It had been bad enough to find out that her pick-up, who had looked like such a talented fuck, had been a premature ejaculator – Karen didn't want to risk a repetition with Rover!
She slid her hand back to the hilt of the dog's jabbing prick and tightened her grip around the hairy roots. Tilting her wrist, she jerked his cock down into her crotch and, at the same time, tilted her ass a bit higher. The dog's cock was at the right angle now, and his dripping fuck-knob was aimed directly at her open pussy.
Rover stood stiff, panting, his flanks heaving in and out and his amber eyes aglow. His cock pounded in her fist and his cock loomed out like the warhead of a guided missile targeted on her juicy fuckhole.
Karen shoved her hips back and guided the dog's prick into her pussy. She fitted the slimy tip of his cockhead into her open cuntlips. Rover yelped and pawed at the carpet. His knob flared in the entrance of her fuckhole and her cunt muscles sucked and dragged on his naked cock-meat.