was feeling. Her loins were awash and there was no ignoring the fact that watching Rover lick at his own penis had excited her desperately.
'Turns you on, hey?' Mark said with bitingly accurate perception.
Her nostrils flared and she looked at him.
Her husband had nodded towards their handsome and finely-made household pet. 'Go ahead,' he said. 'It doesn't take a mind reader to see that you'd like to give old Rover a whirl. Put his cock in your mouth, why don't you? Big Daddy won't mind. And that's a promise.'
She blinked anxiously and began moving across the floor on all fours to where Rover lay beneath the huge white television table. The big dog jerked up his head, unwrapping his tongue from his glistening penis, distracted from his self-fellation by his mistress's curious behavior.
He watched her dancing breasts dance whitely beneath her body as she moved across the floor, her nipples hard and grazing the carpet from moment to moment as she crawled. Ordinarily he didn't really notice his mistress's breasts, but in this crawling position they seemed to hypnotize him as they swung back and forth. The big dog shifted as his penis emerged still farther, pulsing with blood. The way his curvaceous young mistress was coming towards him was wildly exciting, and the similarity to bitches-in-heat he had known was inescapable. But what was she up to?
It was only moments before Cleonora, driven by her husband's lewd suggestion, was at last clutching the handsome dog's furry shanks, but it had seemed like an eternity. Her mouth watered hungrily, filling to the brim with saliva, and she gazed raptly and with ardent, unconcealed desire at Rover's massive canine cock.
She glanced back at Mark then, just for a moment.
And he nodded. 'Go ahead, honey. You deserve it. Love him to death. And the big brute has a prick on him about two miles long. It'll go into your mouth and come out your belly. Christ, I've got to see this.'
And with this she uttered a little sigh of complete enchantment and happiness, her head falling forward almost simultaneously as her fingers gripped the base of his hotly throbbing shaft of muscle, her long, sleek, straight black hair spreading out all over his flanks as her open mouth moved forward to capture his glistening red animal penis.
Rover shifted position awkwardly as he sensed what his mistress was doing, every nerve ending and sinew in his body crying out for it. He had loved his beautiful black-haired mistress forever, it seemed, and invariably the blood pounded in his swiftly maturing loins when he looked at her, or heard her sensually husky voice. So that this was now a dream come true – her warm moist mouth availing like a bitch's cunt over his burning hot member, then closing in a soft wet pressure around it.
His sharp teeth chattered in his head as Cleo began ardently to suck. Groans of pleasure escaped the German shepherd's throat in chorus with the sighs and mewls issuing happily from his mistress's lips around his pulsating rod of flesh.
As for Cleonora, she could not remember when she had sucked with more fervor on a lust-engorged shaft of male hardness. The sheer deliciousness of Rover's penis was impossible to compare with anything else in her considerable experience. It was succulent, warm, throbbing, and fiercely masculine. With her tongue and mouth laving it to death, she felt as if she were growing dizzy and in another moment would swoon dead away from sensual happiness. As her lips and tongue moved over his slippery rigidity, feeling every last lurid pulsation and blood-swollen ridge, her pussy moistened hopelessly and her cock-hungry belly felt as if it were full of butterflies. This warm animal penis was well worth worshipping, and she wanted nothing better than to feel its sticky cum shooting outward and upward into the depths of her throat.
Which it did with a swiftness that the lewdly sucking brunette was totally unprepared for. For Rover's loins had been holding his cum as if in an overheard pressure cooker, just waiting for the moment to spew it forth.
'That's it, baby!' Mark shouted from the couch as he slipped his hand furiously up and down over his depravity-aroused cock. Then he leaped up and raced over to her, kneeling down and prying apart the soft white moons of her fleshy buttocks with his thumbs to shove his urgently churning penis up through her snugly clutching anus and into the warm wet clasp of her rectum, so that then Cleonora was being buffeted back and forth with her husband's enormous cock sunk like a log into her wide-stretched nether passage, and Rover's wet red penis all the way down her throat.
This double fucking by dog and man was so maddening that the skewered young girl could no longer think of who or where or what she was. She wanted only this brutish fucking by man and beast and nothing else in the world. She wanted to be the obscene receptacle for their white-hot cum until her belly was bloated with it.
And she didn't have long to wait, for in very short order Rover was indeed jerking and yelping for joy, his testicles throwing scalding hot dog-semen through the muscular bridge of his penis and into her hotly sucking mouth with a fury that knew no bounds. And then Mark, overheated with sexuality as he was from being a witness to this incredibly immoral and licentious depravity, had also begun to orgasm, jerking and shuddering, his head hanging down with his hair all damp and lank across his sweaty forehead, as he shot his milky semen in an explosive series of spurts high up into Cleo's cock-filled rectal channel. Steaming male cum was being poured into her from both ends and she was overcome by a happiness that could only be described as… indescribable.
And that was only the first time.
CHAPTER THREE
The first time.
Looking back, it seemed to Cleonora Franklin like only yesterday. How many cocks both animal and human had she had in her mouth since then that abandoned night when she had first sucked her own dog's penis? The young brunette couldn't remember. Too many and yet not enough.
Once they had crossed the line into the dual animal/human orgy, the possibilities accumulated swiftly, until finally Mark had encouraged her to let Rover fuck her.
Indeed, she hadn't needed much encouraging. Her eagerly seeping pussy was writhing with sexual want by the time Rover had gotten there, since she had considered their illicit union so frequently in her imagination.
And he didn't disappoint her. So that Rover proved to be the second love of her life, after Mark. He fucked with such furious speed that it was difficult to imagine that there existed any woman or girl in the world who could resist him after he had once worked his canine will on her.
As Laura Saunders would soon find out, no doubt.
'That was Laura Saunders, wasn't it?' Mark asked again, propping himself up on one elbow and looking down at her lewdly bobbing head.
Cleonora nodded, smiling. She had begun sucking in earnest on Mark's penis, but as her imagination and memory drifted lazily, she had taken to merely fondling it with her hand and running her thumb over the subtly seeping tip where a clear liquid was periodically appearing in the tiny slit.
And once she had been introduced to bestiality there had been no turning back for her. Gradually she enlarged her circle of friends to include a number of other beautiful women around Park Palisades who also kept German shepherds and were secret addicts of canine love.
And now the Franklins lived for the day when Laura Saunders would be introduced to their circle of debauchery.
Cleonora's eyes narrowed. She had vowed that that day would come soon. The little bitch had teased them long enough. Laura was so supremely gifted with her long golden hair and pear-shaped breasts, her long-legged body, and one of the prettiest and most disconcerting faces Cleonora had ever seen anywhere. Little wonder it must seem to the young wife that the world revolved around her devoted little blonde cunt. The rules were always different for women of great beauty – and especially so when they gave every appearance of not knowing that they were beautiful.
'You didn't answer me, darling,' Mark said, putting his index finger under her chin and lifting her pretty face. 'And you've stopped eating me. I can't be that offensive, can I?'
Cleonora gave a little laugh and cupped her left hand underneath his soft hairy testicles, and fondled them gently. 'You know that's not true, lover. I was just daydreaming.'
'That may be, sweetheart. But that doesn't excuse you from sucking off Big Papa. Christ, look at my fuckin'
