Even with her eyes closed she could still see his long stiff scarlet staff as it thrust into the girl's hotly gripping vagina. "Oh, oh, oh," came the guttural chant from the bed.
Mimi turned from the door. She froze. Yes, she had become sexually excited, and she did not want to leave! A tiny smoldering spark had ignited between her own legs, and vainly she tried to clamp her softly trembling thighs together. But she did not want the pleasure to stop!
Stepping to the side and leaning against the doorjamb just outside the door, a clear view of the blonde girl and the dog still within sight, Mimi propped her leg up on the suitcase standing upright. What on earth was happening to her? Up between her thighs her loins were pulsating strangely – not unlike the way they had shivered with pleasurable sensation when Dobkins' tongue had been tantalizing them! She didn't understand it – thought it crass and unlike her normally shy self – much less comprehend why she was dwelling on the lewd sight within. She was almost in a mesmerized trance now, as if she had been concentrating on the pendulum effect produced by a hypnotist's dangling watch chain and had fallen into a deep trance.
Her left hand slid down along her curvaceous young body, down the flat plane of her stomach to rest on her own soft pubic mound enshrouded behind the heavy denim of her Levi's cut-offs, to rest there and begin to rub back and forth through the material. She could feel her own slippery moistness flowing down her eagerly trembling thighs, flowing freely from her wetly palpitating vagina. They were as damp from excitement as they often were from the exertion of riding her bicycle long distances. Her right hand fluttered up and cupped one ripe tingling breast and she squeezed its lust-hardened nipple, feeling it leap into even greater erection at her demented caress.
As she touched herself, she peered once more at the nakedly writhing figures through the partially opened door.
The girl's groaning was almost incoherent now, and her sweat-streaked body thrashed about on the bed in wild abandon. Mimi's hands caressed the mounds of her breasts through the thin fabric of her braless halter top, touching the suppleness of her warm eager flesh beneath then slipping her fingers up under the tattered edges of her Levi's cut-offs until they slithered up under the elastic band of her panty legs and into the soft, heat of her pussy mound.
Holding the Levi's aside and loosening the zipper to loosen the constriction, she eased her right hand to her own soft pubic mound and began to rub it as she had done before, knowing in a dim part of her consciousness that she was doing wrong, but still unwilling to summon the will to stop herself! Her outstretched middle finger timidly slid across the trembling, hair-lined furrow until it came into maddening contact with the erect bud of her tiny clitoris, then she circled her fingertip across the turgid secret pleasure center, bringing to her young pussy a new, surging, warmly consuming pleasure.
She could feel moistness flowering gently beneath the fleshy folds of her slick cuntal lips and she lowered her finger, insinuating it up into her tightly clasping cunt. A moment later, her mind reeling in ecstasy, she was working her finger in and out, in and out, as her thumb flicked incessantly at her hotly quivering clitoris.
Through the door she could see the dog's long, lewdly glistening animal-cock ramming its way up into the blonde girl's wet clasping pussy, plunging through the damp curling blonde pubic hair like a greased red banana. She could make out the large furry form of his back arched up threateningly over the lushly naked girl who was once again pounding her heels into his smoothly pummeling flesh flanks. The girl's face was contorted into a lewd grimace now, her eyes opening and shutting with each rapid plunging stroke of her pet's lust-thickened hardness.
Mimi shut out all knowledge that what she was doing was wrong… that someone might see her. All that mattered was to reach the delicious climax as Dobkins had helped her to do. Lust ticked like a time bomb inside her awakened body, ready to explode!
Mimi could see the dog's scarlet hardness splurging lewdly into the gal, who strained back beneath him, buffeting her loins up against the grinding assault on her wildly writhing cunt as groan after fitful groan escaped her lips. Her head was flaying from side to side, the sunlight spilling through her tangled blonde hair as again and again the dog tucked insanely into the girl, his fucking strokes becoming more and more rapid, causing the bedsprings to squeak obscenely with each thrust of his hotly tucking animal-cock which was bringing squeals of pleasure from the blonde girl.
Weakly Mimi pressed her body into an arch shape, bending her knees to give her access to her pussy mound, her full white breasts trembling sensuously, her entire body quivering with electrified ripples of erotic sensation that were sweeping over her, racing through the warmly throbbing lips of her pussy and up into the deeper recesses of her ecstatically heaving belly.
Her face was colored deeply with the wild pounding of her heart as she felt her own orgasm coming, building within her like a surging, storm-swelled wave, and for a moment she clung to the door, savoring the lewd pleasure tingling obscenely in her wetly clasping cuntal sheath.
In front of her the two wantonly writhing figures were contorting spasmodically on the sheet-tangled bed, a low bestial snarl escaping the animal's throat as the girl's whitely gleaming buttocks continued their wild staccato pounding back into his furry pummeling canine cock.
At the same time Mimi could feel her own body begin to spasm violently as her clenching cunt began to spew the hot juices of release in gushing spurts around her worming finger, immediately covering her hand, then streaming warmly down her tingling thighs. Simultaneously, a muffled scream – which would have been piercing and awakened the whole valley had not the girl buried her face in the bed coverings – echoed hollowly through the room, followed with a low animal groan that signaled the dual fury of savage orgasm between woman and beast.
For several moments, Mimi just stood there, her legs quivering wearily, her naked buttocks swaying gently from side to side. She could not bring herself to withdraw her fingers from her wetly nibbling cunt until the dying throb of her climax was stilled within her body. At last she heard the bed squeak in the room beyond, jarring her back to consciousness. Peering through the crack of the door, she saw her roommate lying alone on the bed. The girl's legs were parted, her buttocks raised as though she had been frozen in that fucking position. Her face was turned toward Mimi in a blank stare, her hands cupped over her young heaving breasts in a gesture of complete satiation. Slowly Mimi's fingers slipped moistly from her own requited cunt; slowly she turned from the door.
Oh Lord, what kind of people was she stuck with for the summer? What kind of woman would make love to a dog and like it?!
Picking up her suitcase, Mimi headed for the grove of fruit trees, far away from the summer home to erase any shreds of suspicion her blonde roommate might have should she awaken from her sex-trance to find a strange girl gawking through the door at her in a most personal and intimate moment. Mimi propped her suitcase under the pear tree and rested back on the cool green grass that tickled her bare legs delicately and dozed off into a semi-consciousness. In moments her eyelids flickered in sleepy dream. Not until someone tapped her on the shoulder did she wake up.
CHAPTER SIX
Mimi Spender clenched her eyes tightly shut, refusing to give up the lassitude of afternoon dreams, despite the insistent tap on her left shoulder. Her eyes blinked once and the summer breeze blew silken strands of her chestnut hair across her relaxed face. The effort of reaching up with one hand awakened her senses, then, and the events of the day flooded back on her in startling reality. Her father's encouragements, the empty house… and later on her own lewd masturbation while a girl she didn't know had twisted and writhed with a dog in sexual coupling… a debauchery Mimi, despite her countrified experience, didn't even know was possible. And then finally her own uncontrollable release as the sensations of lust had built into an insane tempo and she had succumbed to her pent-up desires. Her inhibitions – usually well guarded and labeled chaste by an over-active morality – had crumbled unexplainably, with the fingers of one hand sluicing wetly into the hotly gushing portals of her cunt until she had come to orgasm. And that was what clung to her fingers now as they grazed across her nose to wipe the hair from her eyes – the telltale scent of her own lust. And that rawness and vague feeling of being spent and used had come from fingering herself. Oh shame!