"You came!" Harley cried, looking at the bitch with surprise. He didn't know exactly why he was surprised, except that he didn't imagine that a female dog came.
She growled at him and bared her fangs. Harley let her pussy slip from his cock then. It was a tight sucking withdrawal that made him groan and sent shivers up his spine.
As soon as her cunt was unplugged, his sperm bubbled out of the pulsing hole. The dog turned in circled a few time, whimpering, then settled on her haunch on the floor and lifted her leg and licked and licked at her draining pussy.
The Collie came over to sniff. She stuck her pointed snout into the Labrador's crotch and seemed to want to help lick. She turned in a circle and licked her own pussy, then looked at Harley. She came over to him and sniffed his prick, then lapped at it with her long tongue.
"Ohhhh, Christ!" Harley breathed.
The tongue had cupped the bottom of his shaft and lapped all the way up it, giving the pulsing cockhead a final flip. His prick throbbed and pulsed, and he felt his balls boiling again.
"You want some cock, too, huh? here, baby-come on, turn around and let's take a look at you hot pussy!"
He handled the dog and made her rump face him, Her tail was much bushier than the Labrador's. There were ruffs of fur on her buttcheeks, long and warm.
He fished through them, feeling like a pro now. His prick stood, stiff and ready and eager for more fucking. He felt the Collie's pussy with his fingers.
She wasn't quite as eager, needing a little coaxing, but he soon brought juice to her soft twat lips. He wiped his fingers on his pants and slobbered on them and transferred it to her cunt to make it slicker.
She liked that. Her tail lifted up and to the side, and her feet braced on the floor. She backed up against him with little movements that made him have to stop her and hold her still.
"Got a hot pussy, huh, body? Well, let's plug it with a big prick then," he said to her.
The Collie was shorter, short enough that he could kneel on the floor and fuck his prick straight into her snatch. He jacked his rod a moment to be sure he was good and stiff and horny, then out his cockhead against her twat.
The Collie howled softly. She backed up again, pushing and pushing. His prick was still slick, and he didn't have much trouble fucking it into her hole.
Except for the tightness of her pussy. Twice as tight. Brand-new, virginal-he knew it!
His cock swelled and pulsed, and he pushed hard, causing the dog pain and not really caring.
"Ohhhh, shit! Your cunt's stripping my prick!" he groaned.
He shoved his dick in and in the bitch's tight hole, holding the dog with both hands on her ass. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back. Tish's image came to his mind, and he nurtured it.
"I'm fucking Tish," he said softly. "Mmmm, here it comes, you beautiful piece of ass. You sexy sister. Here it comes!"
He gasped tightly. Tish's image turned to Carol's for a moment. He saw the big, round tits so clearly he felt he could purse his lips and suck them into his mouth.
He'd never thought of Carol that way before. She was so much older. Damn near like a mother. Only guys didn't fuck their mother's did they?
How about their sister's his mind asked.
"Tish… Tish!" he gasped.
He pulled the Collie's ass tightly back against his prick root and felt the war, tight sheath surround his cock completely. He ignored the howl the Collie let out, just concentrating on the way her spasming, coming cunt felt around his prick.
"Take it, baby-take it!" he cried.
His balls drew up under his throbbing prick and shuddered. His cock swelled in the tight hole and pumped sperm into it.
He came so hard he pitched forward and would have fallen on his face if the shuddering bitch hadn't been there to stop him.
He came so hard and dizzily there was a roaring in his ears that prevented him from hearing the scrape of shoe sole on the cement or the combined gasps of his sisters as they watched him fuck his second load of jizz into a dog's cunt.
Chapter 12
"I tell you, it'll work," Tish said firmly. She looked from Carol to Harley and gave a positive little nod of her head that made her haltered tits jiggle.
Harley watched them and licked his lips. He pushed his hat back on his head and looked down at the ground before Tish noticed where he was looking. He scraped his boot toe in the dust.
"Sounds all right to me," he said weakly.
"I think it sounds-outrageous!" Carol cried. "No! I won't permit it!"
"Look, Carol, you just said yourself that we were in trouble, that we had to do something," Tish went on. She glanced through the wire fence to the yardful of romping dogs, exercising in the pen. She looked back. "It's two against one, Carol."
Carol's eyes sparkled. "Yes. It's always been like that. That's how we got into this mess in the first place. You have a crummy idea, and then you get Harley to go along with it, and I'm outvoted. Well, not this time, Tish. This is going too far. Just too far."
Tish looked at her and smiled deviously. She pursed her full lips prettily, but it was pure poison that came out of her mouth.
"It wouldn't be that you're afraid of getting rid of sweet little Charger, would it, honey?"
Carol shot her a wicked glance. "You shit up. Tish. I'm warning you."
"Why? Afraid of what Harley might think?" She laughed cruelly and slid her arm around Harley's neck and hugged him, pushing her tits against him obviously. "What can Harley say, after we saw what he was doing last night?"
Harley turned scarlet and broke into a fast sweat and muttered intelligible sounds, toeing the dust with his boot again, making a deep grove.
"Don't do that to him, Tish," Carol said. "Can't you ever be anything but cruel?"
"I can be hot," Tish smiled. "Nearly as hot as you, honey."
"Damn it, Tish!"
"Did Carol tell you about it, Harley?" Tish asked, looking closely into her brother's face, still hugging him around the neck. She made her hip rub against his.
"N-No." Harley choked. He was nearly able to look at her, keeping his eyes downcast. "Tell me about what, Tish?"
"About what she likes to do with Charger?"
"Tish! Stop it, damn you!" Carol cried angrily. It didn't occur to her to tell Harley that Tish had let Charger fuck her, too, that she was just as guilty, just as shameful. It never did.
Tish laughed with a tinkling sound when Harley gasped and lifted his head and looked at Carol with a startled expression.
It was true! He had seen Charger with her at the window!
He watched the play of emotions over Carol's face and felt sorry for her, for her embarrassment. It was nearly as great as his won. And she was right-Tish was being cruel to both of them. He looked at his older sister in a new light. Then he looked at Tish.
"She didn't have to tell me, Tish," he said, his voice surprisingly even. It was almost quavery when he talked to Tish. "I saw her with Charger last night."
Tish grinned at Carol and gave Harley a little hug again, loving every moment of their mutual embarrassment. To her, it was damn silly to get hung up about sex all the time, and bringing it up was the surest way there was to make somebody uneasy.
"Oh, you saw her with Charger last night, Harley? And what was Charger doing to her, Harley?"
"The same thing he was probably doing to you, Tish," Harley said with surprising calmness. "Because I saw you, too. You were both naked in your bedroom-with Charger. You must have been letting him fuck, huh, Tish?"
Tish whipped her head around. Carol laughed with a nervous sound, enjoying Tish's expression of Shock. It was the first time ever Harley had talked back to Tish.
"Well, well, little sister. I guess that puts us all on the same boat now, doesn't it? We're all guilty. We all fucked dogs last night and nobody has anything on anybody else, isn't that right?"