The German shepherd's big red prick was hanging long and stiff under his belly now, and his nuts were drawn up tight against the base of the knobby shaft. His tail beat feebly as his doggie-dick jerked and dribbled pre-cum from its pointed tip. Amy saw it, and was fascinated. It wasn't as big and beautiful as her father's, but it was a cock, and it was hard. And, right now, it was all hers. If she wanted it.
"Come on, boy," she groaned excitedly, "let me make you feel good, too."
Tarzan didn't understand what the dirty minded teenager wanted at first, and was reluctant to let her move him from his tasty treat. But eventually he was turned around and again laving her juicing pussy. But now his ugly tool was hanging above the girl's passion-distorted face.
Amy studied the dog's hairy nuts as she felt their heat in her cupping palm. Tarzan lifted his head and held his body still, whining as the girl gently squeezed his balls.
"Nice Tarzan," she crooned, "I wouldn't hurt you, boy, good boy…" Amy continued to coo, stroking the big dog's sides as she rolled his hairy nuts. But her interest was mainly centered on his big, wet-tipped pecker. She'd never thought of jerking an animal off before, but since she'd held her father's hot, massive meat in her hand, she suddenly wanted to see that slick, pulsating cock spitting out some jism, even if it was doggie-jism!
Amy had never seen a cock other than her father's, or even touched her dates' through their pants. Tommy had tried often enough before getting disgusted with her, but she'd been too smart to let any big-mouthed jock have anything to brag about. She knew a cock was a cock, though and there couldn't be all that much difference between Tarzan's and, say, Tommy's.
She liked Tommy, and had often dreamed about him while finger-fucking herself, so now she imagined it was his prick banging over her lips. But the mental image kept sliding to memories of her father's hard cock. How she wished she'd taken the opportunity to taste it!
Groaning, she took Tarzan's bumpy dick in her fist, and was startled by its slickness and heat. She began sliding her up and down the bumps. Tarzan growled and began to make fucking movements.
Amy was half out of her mind with the need to cum, and she almost wept when the dog ceased his cunt-laving. Knowing that the sooner she brought him off, the sooner he would resume eating her, she pumped her fist on his shaft with more energy. Besides, she waited to see that muscular cock shooting, something she had only imagined, before.
Tarzan's cock didn't smell bad, just sort of doggie, so she daringly pursed her lips and gave the tip a kiss. She'd never felt more depraved, and wished that her mother was here, now. She licked her lips. There was just a hint of bitterness in the slippery musk, so she bravely lifted her head and touched her tongue to the head as it poked out of her sliding fist.
Tarzan's hips lurched and he panted and whined, his tongue lolling out as Amy's tongue circled the end of his beating prick. Growing more excited by the strong taste and throbbing strength of the dog's cock, and reveling in the grossness of her actions, the wanton teenager open her mouth and, using her fist, pulled the cock down.
His hind legs scrabbled for a second, but when Amy's lips closed over the shaft her hand had relinquished, Tarzan yipped and started fucking her face. His fat balls struck her nose with his frantic down-thrusts, and Amy placed the fingers of both hands on them. She poked and proded, gently pinching and rolling the spongy masses in their tight sack as the cock pounded against the back of her throat.
Her tongue worked all over the hard, knobby shaft as her tightly-locked lips massaged its pulsing length. Tarzan savagely fucked the girl's face, her hot, wet mouth wonderfully substituting for the gripping heat of some bitch's humid cunt.
The big dog's nuts quivered under Amy's fingers, and she realized with a little thrill that he was about to cum. Wanting to watch that lewd spectacle, she pulled her lips away. Almost immediately, Tarzan's cockshaft expanded, pulsed, and shot a stream of hot, jism against her lips and cheeks.
"Ummmmm! Mmmmmphhh!" Amy closed her eyes and turned her face slightly, startled by the force and heat of the jets. But the sensation of that creamy liquid striking and running down her face drove her wild. She gripped the cock and quickly milked it as Tarzan continued to hunch, still spasming. Thin streamers jetted into her open mouth, and she swished her tongue through the slippery wads and gulped and swallowed.
"Hummmmmm!" She groaned and lifted her head, sucking the tip in again. Her taut lips slid over the bumps one by one, until her nose touched fur. Tarzan slid his slimy prick back and forth, rewarding her with a hot gush of jism. The girl choked and gobbled his musty cum, and hazily wondered if her father's and Tommy's would be any sweeter.
Finally the German shepherd finished shooting his load. Lifting off her face he hunched a bit, wagged his tail, and shook his hind legs. A few watery drops oozed from his shrinking dong and fell onto Amy's relaxed face. She wiped them away and pushed him from her. Tarzan trotted a few steps, circled, sniffed, cocked his hind leg and pissed in the middle of the garage. Then he squatted and proceeded to lick his cock and balls.
The girl lay there, licking her lips. She still needed her orgasm, dropping her hands to her soaking pussy, she stretched the top of her slit apart, exposing and unhooding her clit. She groaned as her fingers gently stroked the dark clitty. Her other hand eased two fingers into the dripping hole until they were imbedded to the palm. Then she parted them and stretched the hot, wet walls. Her soft, creamy ass slapped the floor as the fingers started pumping and she exploded, panting and grunting with ecstasy.
Amy rested for a few minutes, still dreaming of both her father's and Tommy's cocks, then she dressed and dried her baton. Checking in the mirror, she smiled, spying a big wad of Tarzan's cum lodged in her hair.
"Now, how'd I miss that?" She wondered aloud, picking out the cool glob. She rolled the slippery-jism with her fingers then stuck them in her mouth. Humming happily as she sucked, she strolled toward her house.
She arrived just in time to hear the phone ring in the living room. Before she could get inside to answer it, Dave had picked up the receiver. Suddenly curious, Amy lifted the kitchen extension.
"Listen, Dave, you want to fuck our old ladies?" Amy held her hand over her mouth to keep from gasping. The voice on the phone was Tommy's! "Just bring your mother over to Billy's house right away," he continued. "You give us a shot at her, and you'll have two cunts to choose from. And two assholes. And two mouths. Deal?" Then a new voice came on. Billy!
"My mom's got no hair on her cunt, Dave. Clean as a whistle. Just a lot of nice, wet, red wrinkles…"
"Ok, ok!" Amy heard her brother laugh. "You've already given me a hard-on! We'll be right over!"
Amy's heart raced. Billy, Tommy and… Dave? All fucking their mothers? She tried to imagine Dave on top of their mother, but couldn't. Son of a bitch! she thought. A Goddamn orgy goin' on and she'd never known.
Then she heard her mother walking down the stairs with Dave and she cursed again. Dammit, she wanted her mother all to herself. Well, except for Daddy, she amended. Jeez, what would he do if he found out?
Suddenly she didn't want to be alone in the house with her thoughts and her itchy twat. She'd follow Dave and see what an orgy was like. And she'd bring a surprise along with her, just in case things got dull.
Dave hadn't had much trouble talking his mother into going with him to see Billy and Tommy. It was obvious that the thought of having three cocks just about made her mouth water. And, surprisingly, she didn't seem to mind the fact that the other mothers would be present.
Valerie rubbed her thighs together as she walked, milking her fat pussylips as she thought about the two teenaged boys awaiting her. And the four fat tits and two drippy cunts. She wasn't sure how Dave would react to her bisexuality, but she didn't think he'd mind. She was saving the revelation as a surprise.