"I'm sorry if I frightened you, dear," Linda told the kneeling boy when she was able to talk. "That was such an exciting come you gave me. I thought I'd go right through the roof."
"Are you really going to let me fuck you?" he asked.
"Let you? I'm going to insist on it. In fact, if you don't fuck me, I'll bite your dick off and chew it up."
Barry laughed, but stopped quickly as Linda threw herself down on the bed, her legs wide apart and he stared in awe.
"Oh Linda… I see it… I see your cunt."
"Yes darling. I'm showing you my cunt," she told him as she parted the lips to let him view the shiny wet interior. "I'm giving my cunt to you to look at, to play with and to fuck. Isn't it exciting, darling? Think of it, you're going to fuck a woman. I'm so excited about giving you your first fuck. Do you want to play with my cunt before you fuck it?"
He did.
"Mmmm, I just love the way you play with my cunt, dear," Linda told the boy as he gently fingered her while his other hand explored her bottom and thighs. "I just adore having a nice, gentle man play with my cunt and suck it and lick it."
"I'll suck it again if you like," Barry told the woman.
"Oh yes, please. Bring your face right into my crotch. Give me another lovely cunt sucking and licking and give me another big come and then we'll have such a lovely fuck and you'll shoot all your hot juice right inside my horny cunt."
Later, alone in the house, Linda wondered why she felt no guilt about what she had done. Rather, she felt only an increasing excitement. She thought a drink would help her settle down, but it had the opposite effect. If Barry's parents hadn't been at home, she would have phoned him to visit her for another go around, but that was out of the question.
It was in that state that she happened to glance out the kitchen window and see her Great Dane lying in the yard. Without even pausing to consider the matter, she walked to the door and called him.
Linda trembled with anticipation as she led the beast to her bedroom, removed her negligee and rubbed her vulva. It was still wet and hot from her session with the boy and she was panting with arousal as she rubbed it, fingered it and made her crotch very wet before calling the dog to her.
To her delight, he sniffed, then his tongue came out. He licked avidly, his tongue feeling delightfully rough on her tender lips, then the feeling was even better when she parted the lips and he licked between them. Her body gave a strong jerk as the rough tongue lapped over her clitoris and as he kept licking, she told herself that if she could keep his tongue working, she would achieve the miracle of being lapped to orgasm by a dog.
Seemingly only seconds later, the miracle happened. When he persisted in trying to keep licking, Linda had to pull away from him and, throwing herself face down on the bed, her body jerked in deliciously strong spasms.
And then she became aware of something different and realized that the dog was partially on the bed and that a big, strong, wet penis was rubbing over her buttocks as the beast tried to hump her.
"Oh Christ, he'll go off if I don't stop him. I can't let him waste that beautiful hard-on," she panted as she fought him off, then hurriedly knelt on all fours on the carpet.
The dog mounted her instantly, but because of the length of his legs, his penis was jabbing in the air high above her.
Once more Linda wrestled herself away from him, then she grabbed pillows and folded bedclothes and made a thick pile. She knelt on it, her upper body lying on the bed and the panting animal again mounted her naked, trembling body.
Linda groaned as she felt the weight of the dog, then his penis hit the bottom of her left buttock. He was very close, she told herself as he jabbed again, the head of an enormous tool hurting her as it hit the edge of her vulva, just failing to penetrate.
The animal jabbed again and Linda cried out in joy as he drove what felt like a foot of penis into her slit. He kept jabbing until she expected to feel the end of his rod in her throat and then he was buried inside her, stretching her slit as no man ever had, penetrating more deeply than a penis ever had.
"Oh sweet Jesus, what a fuck," she panted aloud as the beast went into high gear his tool flashing at a rate of speed she couldn't believe.
She felt saliva dripping on her and that added to her delight. Linda became a bitch then a bitch in fierce heat as her animal introduced her to the world of bestiality and made her love it.
"Ride my ass, you lovely big fucker," she panted as he more than obeyed. "Oh lover, how you fuck. You're like a machine, a big fucking machine. Tear my cunt apart. Fuck me to death. Oh Jesus… oh fuck… fuck… fuck… oh what a glorious fucking fuck."
And then it became even more glorious as she climaxed. Despite her jerking and shrieking, the animal went on with the humping. It was agony and ecstasy for Linda as stiff, strong penis went on thrusting while her body exploded and her clitoris felt raw, but he refused to stop.
There was a moment when Linda wasn't certain whether she would die or just faint, but neither happened and then orgasm passed and still that slippery piston kept ramming.
"Oh yes… yes… shoot it to me," Linda panted as her bestial lover began twitching against her behind as semen spurted into her and her vaginal walls sucked on his tool.
Knute kept pumping fluid into her until she thought she would die of internal drowning, and then she took command as her greedily sucking vaginal walls became too much for the animal to handle, and whimpering, he spent in her then withdrew his rod and tiredly curled up on the carpet to lick tasty vaginal juice from his spent member.
"I can't believe it," Linda told herself as she went to the kitchen, naked, juice oozing down her inner thighs from an overfilled vagina. "In one day I've fucked a boy and a dog. Oh my God, no body can feel so good. I think I'm going to die of happiness."
Instead of that, Linda lived in happiness and is still doing so, three years later.
Three years later, and Barry is still a handsome, virile young man whose penis and tongue continue to delight his woman. She is the only woman in his life and, he assures her that she is the only one he ever wants.
He doesn't mind sharing her with Knute, and each time the big animal mounts Linda, Barry trembles with excitement. He crouches low so that he can enjoy a close view of the big animal penis thrusting in her stretched vagina and, too often, Barry admits, he goes off in the air before Knute goes off in Linda.
Woman, youth and dog constitute a most unusual menage-a-trois, but it is an extremely happy one and promises to go on being so indefinitely.