Good God! He's sensed my erotic state!
It had to be that! His searing tongue felt like a firebrand caressing the swollen lips of her still feverishly throbbing pussy! Again, he licked, and she hung there in her stooped-over position as he drew the long wet length of his tongue undeniably between her partially spread vaginal lips, licking along the entire hair-lined furrow.
Slowly, Vicki raised up… straightening. She held the bone in her hand as she turned to gaze down in bewilderment at the handsome animal who was staring up at her with brown eyes twinkling, ears erect, mouth open, and bobbed tail wagging.
Then he growled, softly.
"Wh-What has Mrs. Hatton been teaching you, Fello, baby?" Vicki asked incredulously.
The massive Doberman pinscher uttered another muted growl, and the sensually intoxicated young wife wasn't sure why… whether for the bone she held, or because he sensed the rekindled passion up between her trembling thighs!
Good God! I've got to get hold of myself! she thought as she held the bone out to the attentive dog who accepted it willingly. "Now you be a good dog," she said aloud. Then, without warning, a shiver of lewd excitement coursed the length of her body, and for a moment she shook uncontrollably. When it had passed, she turned and made her way shakily to the bedroom.
Once there, she flung herself across the rumpled bed and began to sob. Her mind was a quagmire of troubled thoughts; her body had betrayed her. Not once, but twice! What was happening to her? Why had she relented to her own pleasure giving fingers? Why did Kirk have to be away when she needed him so desperately? Why, why, why?
Finally, the crying subsided and the confused young wife rolled over, fluffed up a pillow and then stretched full length on the bed, her head pounding with the ache of emotional turmoil. She had always been a logical thinker, but this sudden attack on her emotional stability had left her frightened and confused. And in this state she refused to accept the difficulty of examining her plight through cold, painful logic. Instead, she surrendered mind and body to the refreshing comfort of escapism, to the warm enveloping arms of deep, painless sleep.
And yet, although the agony of reality was, for the moment, effaced from memory, her body, even in sleep, remained tense with desire.
Although sleep – deep, mind-rejuvenating sleep – came, with it rode that swirling vortex of uninhibited thought known as subconscious. And there, in the fragments of an instantaneous, unvoiced thought, in the hazy mirage of dream, Vicki's mind began playing tricks on her: giant, transparent fingers fluttered incessantly like perpetually waving whiffs of graceful, beckoning sea grass; an endless pack of howling wolves chased a young, naked child across miles of searing, barren plain; the child tripped and suddenly the lead wolf, snarling and wild-eyed, was upon her…
… Strange sensations of tingling warmth rippled through Vicki's abdomen as she lay limply on her back, a maze of disconnected thought-waves suddenly swirling through her head. Confusion swept through her and she tried to move, but stopped at the sound of a low, animal-like snarl. She opened her eyes then, yet continued to lie there unmoving, the strange stirring sensations in her belly ever-increasing with a weirdly rising excitement. Her sleep-drugged brain functioned slowly in its effort to restore normalcy. W-Where was she…? It was dark… yet through the open window across the room she could see a half-moon and… and stars… wh-what had happened…?
Thunder filled the darkness of the room as simultaneously, further charges of stimulating arousal raced through her loins and belly. Vicki raised her hands to her throat in instinctive fear, then lifted herself to her elbows to see what had awakened her. Then, by the flash of revealing lightning, she saw that she was naked… wholly and shamefully naked… saw that she was lying with her legs obscenely spread apart… and… and Fello, her landlady's massive Doberman pinscher was standing between her thighs, his tongue laxly out and his great head lowered just above… above her naked vagina!
Again, fire-filled sensations charged through the core of her desire-stimulated body. The warm wet contact of his saliva-drenched tongue spread open the sparse, hair-lined lips of her young cuntal crevice as the dog began laving her sensitive inner-flesh with a taunting upsweep that sent uncontrollable shivers of sudden passion bursting over her! My God! He… he was licking her down there between her open thighs, again!
The unbelievably lewd sight of what was happening, combined with the realization that Fello was once again licking at her nakedly defenseless pussy, was about to drive the dark-haired young wife hysterical.
She gaped at him through the darkness which her eyes were growing accustomed to, and saw his own burning orbs staring hotly at her nakedness as he continued to obscenely lick and nuzzle at her exposed vaginal lips. A tremor of incredulous sensations caused her to convulse and she found her hips rising of their own accord.
Oh God, he-he was almost human… that expression in his unrelenting eyes… and what he was doing to her nakedly betraying loins!
Oooohh… what he was doing to her! She'd never known such sensuous feelings in her belly, and her wildly excited little pussy felt as if there were a hot billowing fire glowing inside it! Even… even her breasts tingled in lewd excitement, she realized, as she mentally cupped, then pinched their tiny, hardened nipples… But… but this was insane!
It had to be stopped!
Feebly, Vicki cried out, then attempted to scramble onto hands and knees and blindly crawl away. Fello waited only long enough for her to reach the all-fours position before unleashing a savage growl, stopping the curvaceously naked young wife in icy-veined terror. She had heard of cases where Doberman pinschers had tumed on their owners after years of docility. Was this the case?
From that point, the huge dog never teemed to hesitate, but moved as if his intentions had been pre-determined. He mounted her from behind, his powerful forepaws clutching at the soft, white flesh of her youthfully curved hips, his tongue hanging loosely from his open mouth!
Vicki dared not breathe! She was that terrified with his sudden clamber up behind her unprotected nakedness, his strong, hairy forelegs clutching at her narrow waist and the arch of her hips! Her firm young breasts quivered and swayed in fright beneath her chest as the big animal's hind legs came in closer to her defenselessly upraised buttocks. Then suddenly, she felt the coolness of the metal license tag that hung from his collar grazing the smooth-fleshed hollow of her naked back! He… he was going… going to do it to her… as if she were nothing more than a… a whining bitch dog!
"N-no… no, please…!" Vicki heard herself whimper as something long, wet, and pointed probed back between her nakedly raised ass-cheeks and lewdly spread thighs. Her brain swam once more! My God, he was going to do it to her… He was!
At that precise moment, whatever additional thoughts she had were abruptly swept away when she sensed the tapered tip of his hardened animal-penis prodding at the hair-lined opening of her moistly pulsating vagina. Dear God, no… no! She desperately tried to squirm away from the vise-like grip of his encircling paws, but it was useless, and like a charging, white-hot lance, the solid thickness of his long animal-cock spread her soft hair-fringed pussy lips and forced its way up into her saliva-slackened little vaginal passage with a slight wet popping sound, rippling the smoothly yielding vaginal walls wide apart before its bevel-tipped hardness!