"Ooooh, come on, Kaiser, boy," Stella groaned, stroking his furry head back behind his ears. "You can tell I'm ready, can't you? The dog in the movie didn't seem to have any trouble."
Kaiser's eyes gleamed as he caught the intensive charge of lurid sensuality emanating from her huskily moaning throat. Her eyes were fastened on him, and she noticed that he seemed to be as lustfully aroused as she was. She wondered why he didn't just get on with whatever it was he was planning to do.
"Please, lover-boy," she begged. "I want you to lick my cunt, like the dog did in the movie… Come on, Kaiser… What do you want me to do?" The green-eyed woman stared wonderingly into the perfectly-formed creature's eyes, and she was sure she could see them smoldering in desire. But at the same time, she found no clue, no hint, as to what he expected her to do.
M-maybe, she thought, I'm supposed to kneel down like a she-bitch… But Cecilia didn't kneel until the very end! It annoyed her to be placed in a position where she didn't know quite what to do next. With a human man it was easy; she knew exactly what turned them on, and she could drive them absolutely crazy with desire. But with Kaiser, Stella felt almost like a teenager, as she groaned endlessly beneath the wet, searing caresses of his hotly loving tongue. She watched with feverish eyes his every incredible, passion-surging lick, wondering breathlessly how she could ever have missed such delicious excitement as this, when she had thought that she'd tried everything.
"Oooh, God," she moaned, "just do it to me, Kaiser, baby." She curled her long-nailed fingers ecstatically around his ears. Her voice came out with a mewling, pleading tone as she stroked his big, sensuously moving head, while he continued to lick at her large, lavishly exposed breasts. And then her breath began to shorten with frenzied anticipation, as Kaiser's head gradually dropped, his tongue tracing a lurid path downward over her belly.
"Mmmm, oh come on, boy hurry!" she gasped, spreading her thighs even further apart to expose the thin vertical oval of her cuntal mouth. "Goddd! You've got to lick my pussy, baby… Lick my pussy like you licked Jackie's last night. Mmmmmnnn, oh, hurry!"
There was nothing in her wildly lascivious experience as a swinging divorcee to compare with this. What maddening thrill would the dog think of next, to drive her absolutely insane with furiously burning lust? Dazed with unsatiated desire, Stella raised her legs to draw them obscenely back until her knees were flattening the soft yielding flesh of her passion-swollen breasts. Her cunt was open and vulnerable to anything that the impetuous puppy wanted to do to her. Uttering a little cry, she felt his cold wet nose brushing ice-cube cold against her flushed cuntal lips and upraised thighs. Suddenly she had felt it, the first contact of his devilishly intoxicating tongue with her hotly aching pussy.
Impulsively she squirmed beneath the fluid heat of his lick as it moved up and back from her vagina down through the smooth hairless valley between the tensed mounds of her full-moon buttocks. Her heart pounded like a tidal wave against the sides of a dam, fervid blood racing like hell's fire through her veins. His sizzling animal tongue glazed over the sensitive area around her tight anal mouth, its worming tip burrowing like a beaver into the tiny puckered hole.
"My God, Kaiser, you do know what to do, don't you?" the black-haired mother groaned, her eyes closed tightly as her head strained backward so her long hair splayed around her face like a satanic halo. Her flesh was swamped with this marvelous feeling of the dog's obscene tongue working with fiery natural skill on her sex-drugged body, as she moaned and whispered her frenzied encouragement. "Ooooh, yyyeeess, that's fantastic. Mmmmnn…"
Again he taunted her tiny puckered anus, until finally she felt his tongue tip burning a fiery wet path slowly upwards toward the smoldering lips of her sensuously squirming pussy mouth! The lips of her cunt felt all swollen and sultry, as if they were sucking inward and then puckering outward again for a kiss. A tremor of madly impassioned animalism washed through every nerve-ending in her satiny flesh as he swept his tongue wetly along the moistened coral crevice between her lewdly spread buttocks and thighs, then down the entire length of her hair-fringed vaginal slit. From the babyish pucker of her snugly clenched little asshole, it traced mercilessly up over the pink, desire-fleshed edges of her excited cuntal lips, and at last flicked at the hypersensitive pleasure button of her tiny, erect clitoris.
"Oooooh, Goddd! Gggooddd!" the voluptuously inflamed woman moaned, lifting her head higher, her long black hair trailing back, in order to better witness the obscene behavior Kaiser was exhibiting between her lewdly drawn-up thighs. Seething stabs of mounting lust saturated her naked womanly flesh at the sight of his moistly curling tongue as it moved over the sensitive mouth of her now crazily twitching vagina. He worked over her endlessly, and she gasped as the thick length of his fluidly fleshy tongue spread incredibly deeply through the flowing dampness of her pussy folds. He had all the expertise of any human male who'd ever licked her flaming cunt.
The ecstasy continued to escalate, higher, higher. Stella felt as if she was swimming right up into the starry summer stratosphere, her ovaries about to burst all over her aching loins. She'd heard about dogs and women, of course, and tonight she had actually seen the act performed in all its lewd permutations on the screen at the Double-X. But never before had she actually imagined that someday – tonight! – she would ever indulge in it herself, and with the dog she only had for five days, at that.
"Ooooh, I'm so glad I picked you out, Kaiser… God, what if I'd gotten one of your brothers? Then I'd never be feeling this… this gorgeous, wonderful… Aaaaaggghh, Kaiser! AAAAaaahhh…" She moaned on and on while Kaiser's tongue continued to splay open her glistening pink cuntal flanges, pausing finally when he knew she was looking, to stab forward like a corkscrew into her wetly overheated vaginal channel.
"Ooooh, baby Kaiser!" she gurgled. "You dddaaarrrrling dog! My God, I've never felt anything so gggooorrgeous in all my life!" Her sensuous curves convulsed spasmodically beneath his unbelievably lurid pussy-lapping, and her mind drifted back to the theater, in the darkness where she had sucked Greg's hotly branding young cock. Suddenly she imagined the full, hard length of his burgeoning penis as it had felt throbbing in her mouth, and she hungered for the taste of his creamy virile jism squirting down her throat. Just the taste of it had nearly made her cum in the movie theater, and now she imagined tasting it as the same time that Kaiser was lingually caressing her loins. God! How incredible!
"Mmmmn, yeeeesss… That feels soooo good, Kaiser… Oh, yes… Keep licking… Stick your lovely tongue right up there, Kaiser…" Stella breathed huskily, her sensuous voice spurring the dog on to even more intense lapping.
She lifted her simmering loins and quaking ass-cheeks, grinding them strongly against the wild, wet swirling of his animal mouth. "Oh, that's right, Kaiser! That's it…! That's it… Ooooh, yes, I do love you, Kaiser… Mmmmm, lover… Oooooaaah… Just stick your tongue in as far as it will go… oh, yes…"