"Yes, I'm horny."
"Again?" she laughed, a snorting horse-like giggle. "There's nothing wrong with being horny — but there is in trying to make up for it by being a creep!"
"Ha ha," laughed Rodney. "I oughta give your arm an Indian burn. Actually I just want to wrestle with you. Or I'll sic that animal onto you! Get her, Duke!" He laughed convulsively as the Dane actually pawed Janey aggressively as if he really might start to hump her. "Hey, what do you want to do, breed with that dog or something?"
"Get outa here!"
He couldn't help it, hee-heeing all cramped-up like a kid. But he didn't notice the stare she gave him or read the pause he had given her.
"You could probably make money doin' Duke as a stud."
"What? Why do I want more money? Not off my dog — he's like part of the family."
"Yeah, but people in the family work to earn a living."
"Yeah, but you don't let your kid out to he a donor in a sperm bank, at least not until he's old enough to know that he really wants to do that and decides on his own. Duke is just a dumb animal; he can't talk to anyone: he couldn't tell a nurse or doctor to be more careful with the electrodes or whatever they use."
"Alright, Janey dear — but people sometimes sell their own bodies for a while to make money."
"What people?"
"People generally at-large."
"Ha ha! You think I'd do it?"
"Some people even sell their bodies to the hospital and walk around for the rest of their lives with tattoo on 'em sayin' Property of Catsass Medical School".
"I don't think I can believe that," said Janey.
Her robe was open around her breasts. They dangled when she moved. He saw them hug her when she stood still.
"Janey, I wouldn't lie to ya, and I think you might have told me about it."
"No I did not!" she said quickly.
What perfect nipples, he thought. What a pale body.
She was sitting on his leg, drumming with her fingers.
"Did you know what the average penis size is for the entire world?"
"No. I never thought about it."
"Ha ha ha! I doubt that!"
"You think you must be hot stuff, on your muffet?"
Yeah, thought Rodney, mushroom. Keep doin' that. My little cedar chest. Oh your hair is really nice. A curly forest close to the plateaus of your "front". He stroked her legs and stomach as she sat atop him with the robe flowing back on her arms.
The naked front of her body communicated a warmth to him. He pushed against her.
"Oh, what's this?" said Janey, moving her legs apart enough to reveal the top of the vertical rod that had been pressing against the wrinkles and big softness of the bottom of her body, compact thighs and ass pressing against him.
She rubbed her fingers on the topside of his shaft and pressed the burning tool against the hairy closed lips of her pussy.
"Not bad," said Rod, feeling the lust creep out from under his tongue.
A fire slowly worked up and around his chest like a mustard plaster and the muscular coiling in his buttocks pushed his genitals against her quim and the upper bottoms of her legs.
Janey shifted position so that even more of his rock was exposed to view and titillated her vagina. He played with it and put a finger inside of her cunt, exciting herself that way.
"Rodney, it feels good. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yeah!" he said. He stroked her leg and put his fingers on her slowly softening pussy. The musky aroma attacked their nostrils. He played with her wettening vagina and stroked the first part of the inside with his fingers, all four of them moving up and down making her feel very sexy and move her body up and down on him, from pelvis to spine, her young bosoms wagging and dangling like great enticements. She put her hands on him to steady herself as she pumped her bottom on him, and she moved her hands around in an exciting circular caress that covered every sensitive never-ending in has hairy, muscular abdomen and chest. She massaged his biceps and shoulders to, as best she could in this position, and tickled his hairy belly button lightly and scratchingly.
His boner was now thickly pressing against her cunt and belly and arching upward with the force of a skyscraper. He held her thighs caressingly, covering them from hip to knee with intimate, lustful contact, and then put them on her waist, gripping her hip bones tightly, shaking her powerfully, making her whole body jiggle on top of him from toe to teeth. She let herself go and really dug the vibrations of him possessing her temporarily like this. She shook like a young tree, or a pet, or a beast of burden — this was her fantasy right now: to let him mount her and ride her wherever he directed.
His cock was enormously stiff and throbbing. Her hand felt it with firmly rubbing fingers over the top and sides, while the underside of the stiff shaft pulled on her hairy lips and mound and seemed to aim for her belly button only an inch or two above it. At times it twitched, and the jerking motions looked and felt like the penis was climbing up her belly.
She hissed long and loud and squeezed his huge dick with one hand while the other diddled her hard clitoris. Rodney was still humping from underneath with his legs, flexing and unflexing the powerful thigh muscles, heaving her upward with his pelvis, thighs, and belly, shaking her at the waist, and feeling her hip, the crack of her ass, the small of her back, her slender sides and strong compact ribs, her swinging, shaking, jigging boobs that he loved so much.
"I'm really getting hot," drawled Janey breathlessly.
Rodney's caresses for a second became more ardent, more intimate…
"Your penis is long now. It's big. Let me come with it inside!"
He nodded and automatically helped her get up by pushing up with his hands. For a few seconds she literally dangled above him, supported by his powerful forearms. She drew up her feet, pointing her knees at him, and brought her legs and crotch carefully into position. Very gradually she moved her wet, hot pussy mouth onto the head of the straight-up rigid erection.
Spreading the cunt lips with her fingers and gripping the sensitive spots of his rock under the head with her two fingers, she guided their genitals together and moved onto him rather quickly, sliding enticingly down the long penis with her flexible, muscular, tight-muscled cunt.
They both shouted with delight at the exciting stimulation of the entry of his penis into her vagina made them dance and twitch inside. He felt a pulsating in his cock so sudden and powerful, he wasn't sure what was happening for a few seconds.
Janey felt it, too. "Are you coming already?" she asked him, her eyes still closed with star-bursting passion, her lips heavy and wet.
"No," said Rodney. "I just found a new nerve, that's all."
And that made her laugh and the vibrations went right into her cunt where the hard penis throbbed further in response.
His cock was embedded to the hilt, but he continued to move his abdomen up and down pushing it into her, bringing their pubises into exciting contact, and causing a firm, all-enveloping friction between their sensitive organs.
She could feel him pulsing inside of her, and every now and then, when the humping and jigging subsided, she would squeeze his penis with her cunt muscles, straining to clamp it lightly like a hand, and this drove him to resume his lifting and pushing, which was even more exciting to both of them due to the tight grip and the narrower space inside her, causing more friction.
Then she felt something else. For a second she thought it was Rodney licking her, but this was a hallucination: when she thought again and looked, she found Duke nuzzling and splashing his tongue on her ass.
"Hey, what's that dog doing?" said Rodney petulantly, angry on being stepped on by Duke's careless, frantic paws.
"He's just being friendly," replied Janey, petting Duke on the head while he licked her crack in the rear. It felt good. "What do you expect him to do when he sees us fucking, anyway? You think he's superman or something? Superdog?"