"Oh, ohhh…"
How much more comfortable, how much more sexy this was, lying there in the soft bed, the mattress caressing her half-naked body, the springs squeaking and groaning against their double weight. She wiggled backward on the bed, her heels digging into the mattress while her fingernails clawed at the coverlet. The dog was panting, his ears pricked forward, his eyes glistening almost evilly in the dark.
"Ohhhhh, Chad… this is wrong… wrong…"
Her voice sounded so small, so cracked and hollow in this small room. She gasped, feeling the velvety surfaces of her pussy exposed, feeling them rubbing together as she wriggled higher on the bed. Chad jumped forward, his forepaws hitting her thighs. It was such a wild feeling, such an overwhelming sensation that Linda nearly fainted from the delicious sensation.
"Ohhhhh…"
His nose rubbed up against her hot cunt mound, pressing the warm flesh. Linda cried out, snapping her head back, feeling her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders and lower back. He was whining, wiggling his strong body back and forth as he crouched above her on the bed. What a pair they made! The woman and her dog, her pet, her lover! Linda held her head with her fingers, petrified with horror.
There was no going back now. She had made the choice, had invited him here into her room. And now she had to pay the price. He was touching her with his tongue, making her stomach buck with fear. It was an unnamed fear, but one that nevertheless made her cry out. Why wasn't she striking him or screaming? Why wasn't she trying to kick him away as she had in the hall? All she could think of was that wonderful slick touch against her flesh.
Slowly, gradually, the fear eased, turning into something else, something unrelated to terror.
"Chad…" she murmured through a haze of passion.
There wasn't a threat, a horror in her voice anymore. As the seconds ticked by, Linda was becoming more and more aroused by the panting German Shepherd. She twisted her body from side to side on the bed, found herself grasping at the coverlet and nearly tearing at the material as the hot tension in her cunt increased.
"Uhhhhh…" Oh how lovely, how wonderful.
The dog was going crazy now that she had surrendered completely to him. His tongue slopped over the sensitive flesh of her upper and inner thighs. Each lick was bringing her higher and higher along the sexual plane toward orgasm. She could feel floods of her buttery fuck juice seeping from her fuzzy cunt pit, wetting down her cunt hairs and the dog's snout. It was a wonderful, delightful friction. Her knees fell apart more and more. What a delicious sensation it was to feel her cunt-lips unstick and peel back. Chad growled and dropped his head a little farther, licking at her outer pussy-lips. And then he was nuzzling his snout between them, his paws braced on her spread thighs. In a moment, the woman realized he was smelling her, smelling her the way she'd seen dogs sniff one another in the fields! Somehow that knowledge excited Linda even further! Gently and oh so delicately Chad was moving his tongue around and around her cunt, petting her clit, slopping his tongue back down into her ass-crack, then edging it up toward her cunt once more. In a moment she felt the whole lower half of her body wet with doggie spit, slick with his spittle as she pranced her ass wildly in the air for more.
"Uhhhhhhhh…" she groaned.
He had grown tired of moving his tongue around the soaked narrow band of nylon separating him from her pussy. Drawing back, Chad opened his mouth and began nipping at her panties. Linda screamed, jerking up, curling her fingers into two fists and beating at the handsome dog's head. She could hear the material tearing, ripping under his fangs. But the big dog wasn't put off. He kept tearing and pulling at the briefs, wrenching his head as if he'd captured some small animal. The pink wet nylon tore more and more. Chad was growling louder… not an angry growl, but one of incredible excitement. In another moment she felt the panties hanging in velvety shreds around her ass and belly.
"Oh… my… God!"
The excitement of that last moment drove away the last shred of fear the woman had. She didn't care what was happening now. She knew the animal between her legs. She knew it was a German Shepherd licking her, drawing more and more floods of juice from her cunt. The hunger of her body, the need for that wild, lovely friction kept her from revolting from it at the moment. Now all she thought of was the sensation, the sheer, animalistic sensation of Chad's tongue going over and over her cunt, making it burn crazily! How her mouth had gone dry! And it was hard for her to draw in a shuddering breath. Her moans became louder, more frantic while her naked legs beat at the mattress.
Linda felt her hands reaching down to her belly, searching for the dog's pointed snout. She felt with her fingers at the squishy, hairy mess between her thighs. And then there was his tongue, that wonderful tongue lapping back and forth, wetting down her pussy, pushing her cunt curls up and sticking them down until they were all pointed up toward her jiggling tits.
"Oh yes… Jesus Christ in heaven!" Linda tensed her thigh and ass muscles, moving her butt up, giving the dog more of her cunt to eat.
Chad sensed her growing excitement and whimpered excitedly through his nose. Now he was licking the bottom of her ass with his tongue, lapping back into the hot split, then drawing his tongue forward.
This couldn't go on forever. Linda could feel her cunt muscles winding up for a big climax! She could feel her clit vibrating, straining up from the surrounding moist cunt flesh. Never, never had she felt anything like this before in her life! Even when she was at home alone playing with herself in bed – that forbidden finger-fucking she'd somehow managed to enjoy in spite of her mother's terrible warnings – the sensations drawn from that compared little to this onrush of sensations.
"Ohhhhh… ohhhhhh God, God, this can't… can't be happening to… to meeeeeeeee!"
The animal's tongue was petting her clit once more. Linda thought she would die when he kept sticking that oral organ over and over her sputtering clit. She bounced her ass frantically on the bed, hearing the headboard slapping violently against the plaster wall. She didn't care if the damned bed shot through to the other room. She didn't care if again and again the mattress squeaked and groaned, perhaps telling someone outside the window what was going on in the house. All Linda cared about was that terrible itchy ache between her thighs was now growing to an excruciating throb. She could feel her cunt walls buckling in from the rising heat, could feel them spasm. She felt the muscles cramping, trying to grab onto the animal's snout as if it were a cock! Yes, a hard, stiff cock, one like Hank probably had dangling between his legs. Again she thought of the handsome foreman and another rush of chilly heat lapped up her thighs. Linda was throwing her head from side to side, the hair tangling around her throat as she gasped and babbled toward orgasm.
Pitching on the bed, bucking her ass against Chad's jaws, she felt his fangs cutting her slightly. That acute ticklish sensation brought more babbling groans of pleasure from her throat. She was going to die, just going to die from this kind of intense pleasure! People couldn't stand this kind of excitement without or dying right there in the sack!
"Ohhhhh God!"
Lights flashed in front of her eyes. Shoving her hand down once more, Linda raked her fingers over his fur, pulling the whimpering mutt harder against her pussy. She was going to make it, going to cum with a frenzy!
"Cummmmm!" she yelled.
How she had wanted to shout at times when her finger fucked in and out of her cunt, her knuckles toying with her clit, making her grunt and gasp mere feet away from her sleeping mother. She had managed to restrain herself then. But now there was no one in the house. And the throbbing ache between her legs was so much more intense than before.