even more. The cum backed up and ran out of my mouth along with the frothy foam of my spit. I swallowed and swallowed but found that I wasn't able to get more than half of it down because it filled me too quickly.
Rising up a little, I let the cum run down, drip off my chin and coat my tits as I fought for air. I watched as the dog shot the last stream of his pale stuff onto his own belly. I frantically struggled over and got up. Two of the dogs began to lavish my tits with licks. My nipples, already aroused, leaped to attention as the tongues slapped my dangling, swaying tit-tips. The dog pumping my ass finished and came out with a loud pop, making me fart and spray the retreating animal with his own semen.
Wildly drunk on sex, I managed to roll over and grab the pipe between my knees. Pulling up, I grabbed my knees and exposed my battered and draining holes to the pack. Another big dog got down on his knees like a trick dog in a circus and managed to shove the other licking mutts out of the way and make contact. His big snout lay between my tits as his incredibly big cock jabbed around, trying to find my hole.
I wiggled my hips a little and he struck pay dirt. I squealed as he ripped hotly into my stretched, swampy pussy. The smell of dog sex, my own sweat and heat was overpowering. A dog was standing over my face. I studied the big cock flicking in and out of its sheath. Reaching up, I rubbed the sheath until the cock came completely out so I could play with it.
I could hear the people outside. It seemed like they were miles away, laughing and egging me on. My fingers ringed the meat in my hand. The snout of the dog fucking me rubbed back and forth across my tits, exciting them more and more. The dog cock roaring up my twat filled me and carried me higher and higher. Each pull of the giant prick between my legs pulled another gob or stream of cum from my used hole. The cum in my rectum that hadn't been farted away drained, and ran in a river along the cleft of my ass, dripping onto the dirt.
I found myself in an oven of animal pleasure. The pet I was giving the hand job to came, spurting his yellowish stuff into my hair, face, and all over my hand and arm. My twat was on fire. It felt like someone had soaked the end of a telephone pole in gas and lit it before jamming it inside my pussy. The wine had made me so I didn't care. I was in a strange dream world and the dog orgy kept lifting me toward the best climax I had ever had. As my head rolled from side to side crazily, and I beat my fists on the ground in mindless ecstasy, I rose higher and higher.
My legs flew out and I arched my back, raising the dog to his feet and keeping my ass well off the ground. I felt the dog begin to come and then everything exploded into the best fireworks display I'd ever seen. Screaming, frothing at the mouth, beating my fists into the ground and trembling from head to toe, I rode each wave of the ultimate orgasm out before sinking back to the ground and fainting.
CHAPTER FOUR
When I woke up, I was the newest member of Jack Rabbit's family. It took almost an hour to get all the dog jism washed away. I still felt real loose and found the effects of the pot and wine hadn't completely worn off. Tony and Mark were with me and the three of us had a riotous time in the showers. The two of them teased and washed me with their slippery and soapy hands.
When I got out, Mark told me I wasn't to wear anything for the rest of the week. That wasn't going to be too bad. I'd gone nude earlier and no one had paid any attention. Besides I'd done such weird things in front of them that being naked couldn't matter.
'You're going to be staying with me,' Mark said, as we stepped into the bright day. 'That's great!' I giggled happily. I liked Mark and felt that he liked me. We spent the rest of the day doing chores, talking and napping. I quickly learned to stay out of Jack Rabbit's way. Every time he spotted me, he yelled 'Grope!' and a swarm of hands would feel and explore my body.
I helped with supper, becoming friends with all the girls, especially Trinket. Little Trinket was so nice. She was only fourteen. She'd been with the commune for six months. The poor girl had run away when her father came home drunk, beat the shit out of her, and raped her. She was only five feet tall and the smallest girl there. When she found out what my father had done, we became fast friends.
That night, at the camp fire, we sang and had a great time. The only humiliating part was when they made me get up in front and play with myself. Mark was sharing my blanket and was busy playing with my tits when I was ordered up in front. I didn't have to ask Mark before reaching for the wine bottle. I tossed off a couple of glasses real fast and left Mark's side.
The orange, dancing light hid my blush as I rubbed my tits and nervously slid my hands between my legs. My knees were shaking and my hands trembled as I pulled my fur forest apart to expose my cunt. My pussy was already wet and sticky from playing around with Mark. I slid the middle finger of my right hand slowly down my split, over the crest of the rubbery little flaps to the entrance of my hole. Going through an emotional hell, I wet the tip of the finger in my juice and drew it back to my clit.
At first I was so nervous that my pussy felt dead. I rolled my finger over my clit unhappily and stared at the people seated in front of me. I felt like dying and wondered if I could learn to like this kind of life. Then I noticed the glassy-eyed stare on the faces.
Trinket had a grin of approval and seemed to be saying: You can do it-I did! Realizing that all the girls went through this, and knowing that I affected the boys, gave me the courage I needed. My pussy didn't flood all at once. Instead it warmed slowly, starting to drip only when it got hot enough. My fingers rolled the top of my clit. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger. Then I rubbed the length of my clit through the fleshy hood. Leaving it for a few minutes, I tugged on my cuntlips and rubbed them between my fingers. I slid a finger inside my cunt and ran it up and down.
The digit turned me on. I slid another finger in and pushed back and forth as I rubbed my clit with the other hand. My thighs began to tremble and I made little pumping motions with my pelvis. I giggled when I saw two of the younger boys actually start to drool. I found that it wasn't so bad after all. I bent a little and made my titties jiggle, egging the audience on.
I'd never been much of a one for playing with myself. In fact it had been several years since I'd done it at all. The few times had been early in my teens. I'd been given such a nasty scolding by the priest, when I went to confession, that I'd stopped. It hadn't been anything that great and I'd learned, in the last few days, how minor it really was compared to the real thing.
The heat in my cunt grew, bubbling and seething inside me. I felt my cunt walls grab my fingers hard a couple of times. A wave of release swept over me, and it was over. I withdrew my fingers and sat down to the applause of the others.
We all headed for our shacks. Mark unrolled his sleeping bag and stripped so we could slide in together. 'Oh! Your hands are cold!' I giggled as he put them on my ass and pulled me against him. He chuckled and rubbed his strong, hairy body against mine. I wrapped my arm around him and teased the hair on his balls lightly. His rod hadn't been stiff when we got into the bedroll, but it was starting to get that way in a hurry. I felt the meaty prick start to swell as it lay, tightly sandwiched against my beaver.
I squirmed up an inch or two and opened my legs, allowing his erection to fall between my thighs. Then I closed them, trapping him there. He reached out and tilted my chin so he could kiss me. Our lips crashed together. His hands began to roam over my body, exploring my ass, my hips, my back and shoulders. I released his cock and rolled awkwardly onto my back so he could caress my other treasures.
Without breaking our kiss, his hands continued stroking. They followed my shoulder right around and slid smoothly onto my tits. The flesh quivered and instantly turned to goose bumps. My nipples leaped forward and stiffened before he touched them. His other hand slid lightly across my flat, narrow tummy. He teased and drew circles around my belly button for a few seconds and then dipped lower and lower. He brushed the curly hairs of my pubic triangle. Cold shivers tingled through me and I felt my cunt getting wet.
Our mouths remained sealed together. I slid my hand over and found his hot cock. It trembled to my touch and I felt even happier. The fingers on my tit found my nipples and tweaked them playfully, making them harder and harder. His other fingers were on the center of my cunt. He explored my inner cuntlips. I wiggled happily and let my thumb lightly stroke the head of his wonderful staff.
Working my other arm free, I got my hand on his balls. I'd felt boys' testicles rubbing my chin and bottom,
