Suddenly the German Shepherd was shoving his nose under the lust-dazed girl's groin, wedging his long pointed head between her pelvis and the mattress. Lynn's eyes widened in disbelief as the dog's powerful neck strained and the head lifted, raising the girl's buttocks. There was no doubt what he was trying to do and the girl obediently crawled to her knees, thrusting her spread buttocks high in the air and bending before the huge animal in abject surrender. The thick tongue had lapped her to unquestioning defeat, overpowered her feeble resistance with its vigorous and relentless attack on her most sensitive flesh.
Behind her, the huge dog reared up to mount the sweat-shiny globes of her buttocks, paws on her back. Lynn winced as she saw the creature's glistening, scarlet penis emerge from its hairy sheath, the tapered point dripping and dancing in the hot valley between the young girl's soft mooned ass-cheeks. The dog shivered and trembled, trying to bury the blood-red tip of the thick shaft in the girl's nakedly throbbing vagina. Moaning, she looked back, moving her smooth rounded young buttocks in a frantic effort to capture the lengthening spear, but always missing. The dog pushed forward wildly as he struggled to plant the pointed tip between her thighs, thrusting against her until his fleshy animal hardness by mistake found the tiny opening of her anus instead and popped in cruelly for a long tortuous moment.
"Oooooh, God!" With a strangled cry, the dark-haired girl twisted to one side managing to escape the hideous impalement, but, having once tasted success, the dog returned immediately to the attack. Lynn held her breath with the other spectators who sat in suspense, watching as the giant drooling dog bucked madly behind the girl, attempting again to skewer her with the still-hardening length of his monstrous animal penis.
At that moment, the girl reached back in desperation to grasp the slippery cock, guiding the glistening point of it into her own moistly pulsating cuntal slit, the shaft spreading it wider and wider apart with each wild thrust. Groans of excitement came from Ed Waring's disbelieving young wife in the audience as the huge German Shepherd jerked forward, burying his great prick deep in the dark-haired girl's wet, grasping hole. It pistoned forward with a sucking rush until it was in her up to the hilt, his small hairy balls swinging like covered walnuts below her vagina's drenched pubic hair. A cry of relief escaped her lips as she began to move rhythmically back and forth, meeting the panting canine's thrusts with shameless abandon. When the dog's forelegs slipped down to wrap around and trap her waist, she began to undulate her body and move her up-thrust buttocks in tiny lewd circles, completely yielding herself up to the beautiful animal-fucking she was getting from behind. Her face was contorted in ecstasy and her large taut breasts jounced tightly beneath her writhing torso as she moved in time to the dog's rhythmically skewering cock sliding in and out of her like a relentless hot poker searing her tender insides.
Lynn's heart was pounding savagely in her chest and she was certain that Ed's boss must feel it throbbing under his hand. The burning sensation between her legs grew and grew in maddening intensity each moment she watched the girl being ravished by the German Shepherd and the tiny blonde began to dreamily muse, through the warm, lovely haze of the liquor, that perhaps she had been missing something in turning down all those passes she had received since she had been married to Ed. After all, she had never felt so wild and abandoned as she did now, and she was beginning to suspect that the fault might lie in her husband, rather than herself. All the hurt and humiliation she had been feeling all week had somehow mellowed after she had begun drinking that pale green liquid and her anger had tempered until she felt almost relaxed, sitting here with a virtual stranger touching her tingling flesh. As long as George didn't try to go too far, she hastily amended the thought, and McHenry had been acting like such a gentleman all evening…
Lynn was thinking of the seeping wetness between her thighs when her eyes strayed back to the stage and the obscenely swaying body of the girl kneeling before the humping German Shepherd. The pretty dark-haired girl had gone completely out of her mind now and was shouting lewd encouragement to the dumb beast through clenched teeth, pleading to the dog to fuck her harder and faster, to shoot his scorching animal sperm deep up into her battered womb. Lynn watched in abject fascination, biting hard on her lower lip to hold back an involuntary groan of frustration. She was beginning to perspire in her arousal and the heat of the excited people all around her served to generate more heat in her as well, until she felt a trickle of warm perspiration running from her navel down her stomach into her softly curling pubic hair. Its slow, teasing trail caused her to squirm and push forward her sex-flushed breasts more firmly into George's hand. Her nerves were thoroughly frayed and the aphrodisiac she had drunk made her flesh throb like bellows under her clothing.
Her eyes locked almost enviously on the sight of the girl on the stage. It seemed to Lynn that the girl was reveling in the humiliation of being screwed by the panting beast in front of the crowd, grinding her buttocks back against the dog's hairy jerking body like a bitch in heat. The girl was no longer human but a quivering mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that begged to be subjugated. Suddenly, Lynn wriggled down hard against her seat as she realized that George's hand had traveled all the way up under her dress and was now kneading the softness of her belly under the thin material of her clothing. She froze momentarily at the unexpected contact, then quickly looked around to see if anyone in the room had noticed George's sly movement. To her amazement, she saw that most of the other people on the couches were already involved in much greater intimacies and were too totally involved in the probing of other people's genitals to bother spying on their neighbors.
As McHenry's fingers worked closer and closer to the softly pulsating mound of her vagina indecision again rose in her mind, but the thrilling pleasure of his touch slowly rationalized away the danger. He was fondling her large breasts more enthusiastically now, pinching her bud-like nipples until they throbbed in guilty pleasure. She felt his other hand move down and begin to tease at her vagina and lower belly mercilessly through the thin material of her lust-drenched panties. Lynn closed her eyes tightly for a moment and resigned herself to the rolling sensations of delight that were coursing through her body. It was almost as if he were touching her nakedness but still she felt safe. Surely he would go no farther with all the others around.
But suddenly, she gasped in surprise as she felt his finger begin a gentle stroking motion, pushing the thin nylon of her panties, along with the fabric of her dress into her madly throbbing cuntal crevice. Her whole torso quivered as she felt one of his fingers snake under the wet band of her panties and slowly worm into the moist walls of her soft pussy. She could feel the thick invading finger probing at the lubricated softness of her impaled vagina, moving in tiny circles inside her, expanding her tight little hole with each teasing rotation. Lynn felt like she was about to go out of her mind. The sight of the girl on the stage being buffeted into the squeaking mattress by the German Shepherd and the soft moans and wet sucking sounds of intercourse that were beginning to drift toward her from all sides of the room and the long, thick finger fucking into her cunt without mercy were more than she could take. She had to get out of this place before she completely lost control of herself!