delightful dog, if she could just keep up the stimulation long enough to keep his cock hard while she joined their bodies together. She had to make the choice whether she would try to get the dog to fuck her dog-fashion or from on top, as Tom had had his dog fuck her the first time.
She rolled around on the bed, determined to make her move at once and she was surprised to see the dog jump from the bed and stand expectantly alongside it, as though expecting something she didn't at first understand.
Sharon did understand, though, the long and pendant cock swinging from beneath the dog's belly, and right then she wanted that cock deep within her body more than anything else. So she slipped from the bed and knelt alongside, her ass pointed toward the door behind her.
Meat, knowing full well what was expected of him, even though the routine was somewhat different than with his young mistress, immediately mounted behind her, his paws the bed on either side of her body. Sharon knew instantly that the dog had fucked before, and she was sure he had been fucking Jan. She was glad, at least, that her daughter was fucking a dog and not some of the cruddy cocks she'd seen hanging around her daughter. At least she couldn't get knocked up from fucking a dog and Sharon couldn't be sure Jan wouldn't wind up carrying a bastard if she, fucked one of her classmates.
Right then, though, Sharon didn't give a damn about who might he fucking Jan, or if the kid died a Vestal Virgin, for she wanted the dog's cock in her cunt, and it was only inches away … but not yet in. Only then did Sharon realise that men, fucking dog-fashion, always had to reach down and guide their cocks into her body. But the dog, of course, couldn't do that.
So she reached back beneath her belly, found the dog's hard and horny cock, and pulled it forward to her pussy. It took her some doing to get it directed properly into the juicy, gaping hole that was her vagina, but she managed finally, and after a false start or two, Meat and Sharon fitted the best compromise in their instinctive motions that allowed them both to fuck with the maximum pleasure. The dog started hunching behind her vigorously, driving his thick, long cock all the way into her snatch … and the only thing she missed was a man's hands on her body.
So, closing her mind to all hut the fiery sensations coursing through her, she slipped a hand down and started fingering her clit. At the same time, she let her hand drift a little lower so she could feel the doggy cock driving deep within her cunt, and the feel of it, combined with the marvelous sensations she was producing in her own clitty, rocketed her over the moon of orgasm without even a mid-course correction.
«Oh, you fucking dog!» she screamed as her orgasm crashed over her. «You big-cocked lover! Throw the meat to me, you son of a bitch! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck!»
Her cries of delight and fuck-anguish faded into nothing more than hard thrusts of her hips back against the dog … who was shooting hot spurts of doggy-gism into her cunt as she approached her come with eager abandon. She'd fucked hard before, she'd fucked fast before but she'd never fucked so thrillingly before.
The dog's come seemed endless, his come was spurting into her pussy in an endless stream feeling almost like the times she'd had her lovers piss in her cunt after they'd fucked. Only she sensed that the dog wasn't pissing in her cunt but his come was shooting into her without end.
She could feel the knot in the end of his cock swell … the phenomenon that kept his doggy girl friends from pulling away until he was through shooting come into their snatches … and the difference in shape, texture, and every quality of a cock made Meat's more thrillingly exciting than any man's she'd ever had in her cunt.
Sharon's come hit her with the force of an explosion, so devastating was it as it filled her body with sensations she'd never experienced before. Even the fucking with Richey the Fourth wasn't as thrilling as this, and she cried, out in her passion, using every pet name ever used with her lovers … and if she could have Frenchied the dog right then, she would have, so turned on was she. Her pussy throbbed and throbbed and throbbed, and still the dog's cock kept raking in and out, touching, rubbing, stimulating the tender flesh of her cunt, refusing to let her climax wash away and subside. His cock kept coming and coming and coming, and all the while he was humping away behind her as though fuck were the only purpose in his life, and her fuck-hole the only source of pleasure for him.
Finally, though, she'd had as much as she could possibly stand, and she pushed him away.
«God, Meat, I can't take any more right now,» she said. «Give me a break.»
She pushed the horny dog away, his huge red cock slapping against her thigh lewdly as he pulled it out of her cunt, still shooting his sticky gism into her pussy-hair. He tried to resume fucking her, but she shoved him from the bed for her body was so well-fucked right then she couldn't have accepted one more spasm.
She looked down at the dog for a long pregnant moment as Meat curled up on the rug started licking his cock during its slide back into its sheath.
«You are some fucking dog, Meat.» she said, rubbing her pussy reflectively. «And you didn't learn all those tricks all by yourself.»
She sat up on the edge of the bed, took a tissue from a box on the bedside table and wiped the sticky love juice from her stomach and thighs. As she thought about it, though, she couldn't really believe that Jan had taught Meat to fuck. She was sure Jan was still a virgin though, she often told herself, one of these days soon she was going to have to have a talk with her daughter, so the girl would be prepared for what the dirty young boys she knew at school were going to want to do to her body.
Just then the telephone rang.
«Hi, Nina,» Sharon said when she heard her girl friend's voice. «What's up!»
«I just heard some great news,» she said. «I thought you'd want to know right away.»
«What's that?»
«They want you to do your thing at Ma Kidder's tonight,» Nina said. «I was just talking to that three-balled son of a bitch who plays the banjo.»
«Nice of them to call me,» Sharon said sarcastically.
«He was going to call you later,» Nina said. «He thought you'd still be asleep.»
«Not when I've got the kind of fucking I've got here,» Sharon said tantalisingly, knowing Nina wouldn't be able to rest until she knew about it.
«You've got somebody there?» Nina said. «Tell me about him, then I'll hang up so you can get back to your screwing.»
«It's over for now,» Sharon said. «I fucked him so much he's laying on the floor right now.»
«On the floor?»
Sharon grinned lecherously.
«On the floor,» she repeated.
«When I fuck 'em, I fuck em all the way.»
Nina dropped her voice conspiratorially.
«Can't you tell me about him? I mean, about the important things.»
«Sure,» Sharon said. «He's got a cock that's about eight inches long, it's over two inches thick, and he fucks longer than any man I've ever known.»
«Really?»
«Really. Would you like to have a sample?»
«You're kidding, Sharon. Aren't you?»
«Of course I'm not. If you're going to be free in an hour or so, I'll bring him over. I guarantee you'll enjoy the living hell out of it.»
«I … well, sure,» Nina said, a trifle confused by the sudden and unexpected generosity of her friend. They'd shared a lot of fucks before, as during the weekend in Fresno, but only with dudes they'd picked up some place … never had they swapped off with one of their special fucks at home. «I don't have anything to do today but rest up so I can get well-fucked at Ma Kidder's tonight.»
«I'll be over in about an hour,» Sharon said. «I've got to get a shower and dressed.»
She hung up then, grinning at the thought of Nina's surprise when she saw that Sharon had her very own boxer to fuck with. And of course, sharing a dog with a friend wasn't quite the same thing as sharing a man. Who could fall in love with a dog, no matter how well he could fuck?
So Sharon showered quickly, dressed in a tight-fitting pants suit and no panties, and led the dog to her car outside. She drove away quickly, not even leaving Jan a note telling her where she'd gone or when she'd return. All she could think of then was the fucking she was going to get to watch as Meat shovel his meat into Nina.
