Claire drew back slightly, then pushed down again, fucking herself through an inch or two of doggy cock. Her cunt sucked on his cockhead and her clit throbbed against his hairy prick-shaft. She jerked and Wolf howled and began to hump, shoveling his smoking prick into her cunt-hole with brutal, powerful thrusts.
Claire moaned, throwing her legs up and hooking her knees over the dog's humping flanks, riding him from below. He plunged in steadily, his bushy tail lashing behind his humping haunches like a rudder steering his prick up her fuck tunnel.
With her cunt-hole stuffed so full of big doggy prick, Claire thrashed wildly about in the chair, her pelvis jerking, her ass churning, her lush hips jolting. Her pussy was sucking on the dumb brute's cockmeat as the hairy prick plowed in and out, making moist, slurping sounds. Frothy white cuntjuice rimmed her pussy-lips like whipped cream, and the Alsatian whipped his prick into that foaming fuckhole with gusto. His smoking-hot cock drove deep into her smoldering fuckhole and the long, thick, hairy cockshaft stuffed her to the hilt.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned, her pretty face twisted into a mask of primitive passion. She became like an animal herself as she matched the brute's energy and enthusiasm.
Wolf's black prick came jerking out, streaked with pearly cuntjuice. The stuff steamed from his prick-meat. Then he lashed it back up her cunt, going in balls-deep, his prick hissing through her sodden, smoldering passage. His cum-filled balls swung in and out, slapping against Claire's upthrust ass, then flopping back between the Alsatian's hindlegs. He was pumping his doggy-cock in her faster and harder, with total abandon. His spine twisted as he fucked every inch of his cock into her cunt-hole, and his long tail swished about like a propeller behind his thundering haunches.
Her smooth thighs tightened on his hairy flanks, dragging him into her pussy, then relaxed to let the beast draw out, before he plunged back up her steaming fuckhole. His powerful thrusts shoved her ass down into the cushion, and, dragging his cock back out through the clinging suction of her fuckhole, he tilted her up again.
Claire felt his mighty prick expand inside her, spreading the wet walls of her cunt-hole wider. His cockhead flared and throbbed and his balls inflated like tomatoes. From the way the brute was whimpering and whining, Claire knew that he was about to shoot his wad. She shuddered in anticipation, yearning for the thrilling moment when his hot jism spurted into her cunt.
"Shoot, Wolf!" she gasped, trying to hold her own coming back, to come at the same moment that the doggy filled her with his hot, thick fuckjuice. Waves of ecstasy shot through her belly and ran up her thighs, bringing her towards the peak.
"Slime my fucking cunt, boy!" she wailed, jerking her pussy against his pounding prick spasmodically.
Wolf howled and threw his head back. His cock plunged into her cunt and Claire cried out with joy as she felt a hot stream of fuckjuice splash into her. It felt like melted lead as it poured into her soaking cunt-hole. She let herself go and her own climax ripped through her in violent spasms. Her clit exploded and her cunt melted. The Alsatian's haunches slammed back on the recoil as his cock shot off, coming so hard that his cum juice splashed out onto her thighs. But her pussy walls clamped tight to his prick-meat, holding him in. He drew out until only his red cock-knob was inside, then pounded in as his second creamy geyser erupted up the blonde girl's fuckhole.
"Ahhhh-oooohh!" she gurgled, lost to the bliss of creaming, feeling the dog's steaming hot jism flood her again and again. Cum and cunt-juice streamed from her pussy, soaking the dog's balls. As the bloated scumbags whacked in, draining themselves into the girl's cunt, they slapped against her crotch, spraying fuckjuice from her in all directions. Her blonde pubic triangle was matted with slime, the stuff poured down her thighs and soaked into the crack of her ass. Wolf kept on pouring spunk into her and Claire creamed again with every spurt, going off like a machine gun.
At last, his cock and balls were emptied.
Wolf slowed, his thrusts becoming jerky and erratic, then he stopped humping and stood over the girl, his head down and his tongue lolling out, his flanks heaving. Claire continued to move for a few moments, fucking off the last of her sweet ecstasy on the big brute's immobile, but still buried, prick. She shook with the last throbbing spasm, then she, too, stopped humping. Despite having blown his wad, Wolf's cock felt, if anything, even more huge inside her cunt-hole, jammed so tightly it was spreading her fuck tunnel wide, every millimeter of his prick outlined in her cuntwalls.
Claire wondered if maybe they were stuck together, tied like two mating canines and she would have to stay there locked on his cock until someone came and threw a bucket of water over them. But although the blonde girl fucked like a bitch, her pussy was human. After a few moments, Wolf's cock began to pull slowly out of her. The hairy black cockshaft slid free, soaked with their combined slime. Her cuntlips collared his cock-knob, refusing to let the fat slab of naked cock pull free for a moment. Then it popped out. Wolf hopped down from the chair, his cock swaying and starting to droop. Claire gazed down at her lathered crotch, watching the scum ooze from her crotch. She smiled happily. It might be the last fuck that she was going to have until next week, but it had been a wonderful one, and she was so satisfied and full of doggy cum that she figured she could get through the weekend without feeling too frustrated.
As it turned out, Claire didn't have to do without. Neither did Wolf, come to that…
CHAPTER SIX
Claire's good friend and next-door neighbor, Sarah Jenkins, did not like men. Sarah was a tall, shapely girl with thrusting tits and a teardrop-shaped ass. She had a mane of curly black hair and sexy green eyes and she could have had just about any man she wanted. But she thought that men were demanding, vain and unreasonable.
Just because she didn't like men, however, did not mean that Sarah did not like cocks.
She had been fucked a few times, and had adored to get her cunt-hole stuffed full of cockmeat and flooded with fuckjuice. But that was all that she wanted. And the men she had screwed had all wanted more – probably because Sarah had fucked them so well. They wanted her to be faithful to them, to pledge fidelity, to go steady, to proclaim her love. But Sarah could not do that. She didn't love any of them. She loved their pricks, and that was all of it. Ideally, she thought, she should have a big, hard, disembodied cock and balls, so that she could get fucked whenever she wanted without having to deal with some unreasonable guy on the end of them.
That was why she had bought herself a dildo.
It had been amusing, making that purchase. She had selected a huge rubber prick and in a playful mood, holding it lovingly against her tits, had asked the bald, ugly clerk if there was a fitting room where she could try it out. He had almost fainted. She had tried it out as soon as she got home, but it proved slightly disappointing. It was the right size and shape, stuffing her pussy very nicely, and she had been able to control the pace to suit her own rising urgency. But the rubber cock had one serious drawback – it couldn't cum. Sarah had creamed on the dildo, but the dildo had not shot her cunt full of fuckjuice and, without that thrill, there was something lacking.
Still, it was better than nothing, and Sarah frigged herself off with the fuckstick regularly.
She was wondering whether she should give herself a good rubber cock session at the moment, in fact, or whether she should go next door and see if Claire was in the mood to fool around. Sarah wasn't exactly a lesbian. But she loved to suck pussy. She never associated with true dykes, because they were the same as men, wanting emotional attachments and never satisfied with keeping it purely physical. But it was different with Claire. Claire was not a lesbian, either, but she loved to get her cunt sucked off and, like Jack Spratt and his wife, together they could lick the platter clean. It was a convenient arrangement, agreeable to both – physical pleasure without any obligations.