"Beg me," Vicki found herself hissing. "Beg me!"
"Oh, yes, please. P-L-E-A-S-E!" the impassioned blonde pleaded.
Then, in perfectly attuned agreement, both Christy and Vicki began to shed their clothes in the flickering light from the screen – Christy pulling off her scarlet lounging pajamas, Vicki her skirt, blouse, brassiere and panties. Both women then kneeled beside Fello, each with a hand stroking the now eagerly sniffing dog, each with the other hand exploring her friend's subtle curves. Hands gently kneaded and squeezed, fingers fondled naked breasts and bellies and buttocks, and simultaneously Fello found one soft white hand encircling his unsheathed rod of flesh while another lovingly cupped his massive hairy balls.
And on the continuing film before the eyes of the passion-stimulated trio, the huge German shepherd had mounted the teenage girl from behind while she continued to wildly mouth the auburn-haired woman's cuntal passage and moist red slit. The animal's long scarlet cock stood out from its furry loins like some obscene sentinel, and its hind paws danced crazily on the circular bed in lewd time to its forepaws caressing the child's sides and flanks.
Her buttocks rotating dervishly in anticipation of what was about to happen, licking and sucking the widespread cunt of the older woman, the girl reached behind her and grasped the dog's slick member firmly between her fingers. Then she guided it toward her own nakedly exposed loins, spreading her knees out wide on the bed to open her own pussy. She placed the hot slippery animal cock at the entrance to her innocent passage, so defenseless and virginal before the eye of the camera, aiming the great member and then inserting its blood-swollen tip inside her churning cuntal opening.
The shepherd didn't hesitate a fraction of a second. Once the beast felt its cock touch the soft warm folds of the young girl's tender cunt, it slammed forward to savagely drive its immense cudgel deep, deep up into her moist pink vagina. The dog's huge, sperm-bloated balls bounced against her passion-drenched pubic hair as the animal bucked and thrust into the young brunette's pussy with machine-gun like rapidity. It's tongue hung out of the side of his opened, puffing jaws, its forepaws circling her midsection now. The girl's small, tight young breasts seemed to be alive with swirling motion as they danced against the bed beneath, and her face seemed to be flashing with incredible sucking and licking movements in the hot, desire-flushed slit in which it was buried.
Christy and Vicki, driven to new heights of mindless lust by the lewd, debauched activities they were witnessing on the screen and by the hard, throbbing animal cock and scrotum twitching in their hands, collapsed in a heap of swirling, churning lust upon the den rug. Fello was upon them in a flash, licking and nuzzling between their wantonly-splayed loins as the film played out its conclusion to viewerless eyes.
The shepherd jerked and bucked into the teenager's defenseless cunt with its long hot lubricated animal-cock, heaving faster and faster as it approached its climax. The girl's torso was whipping crazily from side to side, and the auburn-haired woman's head rolled like a broken puppet's on the bed as the child's obscene sucking of her cunt increased to an unbelievable tempo. The girl rammed her buttocks back against the pile-driving animal with renewed frenzy, faster and faster and harder and harder.
And suddenly, her orgasm took hold of her.
The camera panned in close to fully capture the abandoned ecstasy which was contorting almost grotesquely her lovely, fragile young face as the child licked the other woman's glistening cunt with long precise strokes like a cat lapping cream. The woman jerked upward with a convulsive thrust suddenly, and she too was cumming, flailing her head madly, scissoring her legs up tight around the climaxing girl's neck in a strangling human necklace.
The dog was the last to cum. A furry blur until its climax hit, it pounded its long red cock deep into the teenager's spasming pussy. Hot, spewing animal sperm shot out of the slippery scarlet penis to fill the girl's belly, fill it to overflowing so that some of the milk-white liquid flowed back out of her tender young vagina and down onto the bed to mingle with the lust-fired secretions still pouring from the redhead's wide-splayed cunt, to be sniffed and licked at by the great beast after it had withdrawn its deflating cock from the child's pussy and the girl had fallen forward over the woman whose cunt she had just sucked.
The film ended as the dog's cold snout raised up to nuzzle appreciatively the glistening wet ass-cheeks of the young girl as she lay in the enveloping fold of the older woman's tenderly caressing arms…
CHAPTER SEVEN
Although the third quarter had just ended and the score was still fairly close, to Dr. Eric Kaye the outcome was a foregone conclusion; U.S.C. would win. Kirk Young, however, being an alumnus of Ohio State, did not share this opinion. In fact, as he had just heatedly pointed out, there was still fifteen minutes in which the Buckeye's crunching ground game could grind out touchdowns.
But Eric Kaye's attention span had, over the past few minutes, disintegrated into nothingness – at least as far as the outcome of the game was concerned. "Want another beer?" he asked, rising to his feet.
"Yes, thanks," Kirk Young answered without turning his head. "Better hurry though, the game's coming back on," he called.
A moment later Dr. Kaye returned with the aspiring coach's beer, set it down beside him and said: "Think I'll go check on the girls. You hold down the fort," he added somewhat caustically.
"Sure, sure," Kirk answered, his eyes riveted to the large color screen.
In the darkened den the wall-size silver screen was illuminated with a rectangle of flickering white light from the whirring projector whose filmless sprockets whined with mindless regularity. And on the soft pile rug, three shadowy forms, two human, one animal, rutted in mindless passion. While the oversized Doberman pinscher humped staccato-like between the waving, upturned buttocks of his temporary mistress, his hostess for the day was writhing unashamedly beneath the obscene tongue-fucking of her guest and latest convert.
It was into this scene of prurience and lust that the renowned educator Dr. Eric Kaye stepped. To say he was shocked would be a lie. Surprised, yes – shocked, no. And as was his habit when confronted by a scene of this nature, he wasted little time in partaking of the proffered "goodies". As he rapidly stripped off his clothes, his eyes leered and, coupled with the sounds of lewd wet smacking and slurping, his penis came to rigid, blood-pounding attention. Before he was completely undressed, a familiar and welcome cry of ecstatic pleasure burst upon his ears.
"OOOOOoohhhhh GODDDDD! V-I-C-K-I! I'mmmm ccummiinng…!!! SHIT! HARDER…!!! BITE IT…! THAT'S ITTTT…! Oooohhh shittt!!!"
With haste, Dr. Kaye crossed the short distance to his pleasurably shrieking wife, knelt, and peered with unastonished delight at the slaving lips and tongue of the young woman who he had painstakingly maneuvered along the path to lust-filled freedom in the early hours of that very morning.
"Now, my dear," he said softly to Vicki, "I will give you something to really work on."
The sound of Dr. Kaye's voice should have been startling to the young brunette wife, but in her mindless search for release, in her writhing, buttock-pumping quest for fulfillment from the huge dog fucking into her from behind, the newly freed woman only welcomed yet another player on this stage of blissful sensation. When her employer began slowly stroking his massive rod of hardened male flesh, which had already brought her one soul-rending climax, she should have felt shamed and degraded, but she didn't. When he gently took the place of his wife, positioning himself before her very eyes with his rigid, thick-veined cock throbbing threateningly at the portals of her saliva and cum-smeared lips, she should have been terrified, for she had never before tasted the swollen hardness of a male penis. But she wasn't. And when that dully gleaming shaft passed between her full red lips, invading the confines of her virginal mouth, she should have screamed with terror. But she didn't.