Rex growled and let his teeth nip along the puffed outer edges of her cuntlips. He was doing it again, that favorite trick of his. He knew how to play with her, rolling those big brown eyes up and watching her twist and writhe on the bed, knowing when to touch her clit, when to back away. It was uncanny! How could a dog know that? How could he possibly know that touching her there would.. ohhhhhhh, would bring out the wildness in her mind?
She humped her back, pressing her cuntal mound up harder for him to eat. His fangs dug along the silken flesh. She watched his neck hairs bristling with the wildness both of them felt. Again and again she kicked her legs out, rocking her body from side to side, hearing the headboard bang hard against the wall. Twice she rolled her eyes back, expecting to see cracks in the wall. The bed squeaked and groaned from the double weight of the two of them.
"Oh, damn… damn… damn…"
Her head was spinning around like a whirlwind. She clawed at the dog's furry neck, biting her lips, wondering if she had the courage to slide her fingers back, back along the thinning hair of his underbelly to his… his prong! yes, that red knobby thing she'd seen earlier when he lapped her pussy. It was so funny looking-not at all like a man's. She wondered briefly what something like that would feel like in her cunt. How would it feel sliding in and out, all those funny little knobs bumping up and down, tickling all the sensitive spots in her pussy?
She was so close… so very close! Joyce threw her head back, the cords and veins sticking out from her neck. Joyce was jerking and twisting like the bitch she was, her hair splashing over her shoulders and face while her ass danced on the bed. Flames of incredible delight licked along her inner thighs.
"Oh God!" Joyce wondered if the neighbors heard her as she cried and squealed. "Ohhhh No, no, NO!"
Her body was responding fast to the sloppy friction against her bubbly cuntal slit. Thank God Rex knew when his biting became dangerous. He liked to hold her cuntal mound between his powerful jaws and shake it gently. Joyce held her breath at times like those, clawing at the animal, raising her ass off the bed.
Her hair splashed across her face as she tossed under the growling animal's mouth. Rex pawed at her thighs as if he wanted more, as if he wanted to bury his maw in her pussy all the way.
"Ohhhh…"
The dog was licking her everywhere now. He was whining through his nose, slopping his tongue over her tits, her belly, her face, her snatch. That tongue! It had actually entered her body, forced the swollen cuntmeat wide enough for him to suck out more juice. He rolled and licked around the sensitive ring of cuntal muscles. Joyce felt them convulse and tighten around Rex's snout each time he plunged deep. Oh, it was so like the feeling of being fucked!
Joyce pranced her ass around in circles. Then she bobbed it up and down, sweat breaking out and making her flesh glisten with perspiration. When he raked his tongue across her clit again the woman cried out and hugged his head. She tilted her ass one way and then the other, raising her right leg back as far as she could go, opening new folds and hollows to the hungry animal., Rex dug at her thighs again with both paws, then burrowed his black nose into the seething mass that was her cunt.
"Th… there, Rex, there…"
He was giving it to her, doing it, fucking her with his tongue. If she closed her eyes and thought real hard Joyce could almost pretend a man was fucking her, driving a long rod into her.
Joyce couldn't speak any more. She felt herself teetering on the brink of madness. She was cumming, cumming fast. Though she wanted the animal to slow down, and though she wanted to pull her cunt away, her will power was weakened by that hot spitty friction against her fuckslot. She writhed and grunted with the ecstatic tickle that built to incredible intensity.
It was as if someone had poured burning gasoline on her cunt. She petted his neck, letting out gasping little sobs while she closed her thighs to the animal. Rex whined and nosed around her, trying to rub his doggie cock against her. The woman kept clear of that thing for a while, then let him hunch against her. She felt hot streaks suddenly spurt out. Dogs did it so fast! They didn't seem to want to prolong the act at all. Now he was in the corner licking herself.
Joyce wiped herself off and threw her gown over her shoulders. There was less guilt this time, perhaps even less the next. The next? She wondered about that, thinking she needed a drink of vodka before Debbie came home. Padding downstairs she reached the kitchen, found the bottle and poured. Well, she wouldn't have any more erotic dreams, she thought gulping the clear liquor down.
Now they were all coming true… right in her own bedroom!
Chapter Eight
Debbie didn't go to the school track as she told her mother. Instead the young teen turned right at the corner and ran as fast as her legs could take her to the hospital. Ray was on duty today. She wanted to see him, to tease him, maybe even…
The girl giggled as she slipped into the emergency entrance at the rear of the large white brick building. Sneaking down one of the back corridors Debbie rubbed her flesh with both hands, feeling excitement crawling all over her flesh. She thought about their fucking the night before, of how good he felt tapping her cunt, drilling his dick in and out of her young cunt. There had been that pain. But oh how good the sensations were before and after! She stopped at the bank of elevators, a flash of memory rushing through her mind. Of course there was Rex and that incident out in the garden. Debbie had awakened thinking no more clearly about what happened than when it first happened. How could she come to terms with herself on that? How could she understand why she'd opened herself to that animal, let him touch her that way, then actually let him spray his filthy doggie cum on her?
The young teen shivered, shaking her head, trying to shake away the awful thoughts circling around inside. She'd think about it later. Right now Debbie wanted to see Ray, to talk to him, to entice him into… well, perhaps that basement storeroom again.
For the next twenty minutes Debbie roamed the hospital looking for the young resident. She didn't dare ask any of the nurses. They all probably suspected something was going on between the two of them and she didn't want to add gasoline to the fire. There would be enough of that to contend with anyway tonight when she came on duty at three.
Finally breaking down Debbie asked a young nurses' aid if she'd seen Ray and was given directions to the storeroom. Of course! A flash of brilliant jealousy and disappointment went through like a bolt of lightning. He was fucking someone else. He was a sex machine, constantly fucking whenever he wasn't on rounds or in surgery. He must have plugged every nurse and volunteer in the hospital by now and was on his second time around!
Debbie wanted to cry and at the same time wanted to see who it was he was fucking. She crept back down the main corridor, then slipped down a back stairway to the basement. It was quiet downstairs, as quiet as it always was. She peeked from the doorway down both ends of the hall, found it deserted, then slipped quickly out into the corridor. In a second she was by the door to the storeroom. Debbie felt her breath growing short, her chest growing tight as she curled her fingers around the knob and turned.
Half expecting to find the door locked the girl found to her surprise that it was open. Carefully she opened the door and peered in.
"So I don't think we can operate on the Jones woman. Her fever's too high and the infection rate on her chart shows…"