Wanda loved it from the outset and though the big woman had never even tried lesbianism, Wanda taught her, eagerly and her sex life became further expanded.
When Trent's parents died, his sister had graduated from the university and had taken a job in the same city. The children were left with a very big estate and they decided to take the older woman into their home as a housekeeper and sex partner.
The arrangement has been going on for five years now and all concerned are more than delighted with every aspect of it.
CASE HISTORY FIVE
Linda had been trying to ignore sexual hunger all day. In fact, she had been trying to ignore it all through nine months, since her divorce.
She had gone to the basement recreation room of her suburban home to clean it up in an effort to take her mind off her problem, but that hadn't worked either. Instead, she found herself pushing her shorts and panties down and reaching into her crotch to meet the issue.
'Damn,' she muttered, 'why in hell didn't I go to my bedroom where the vibrator is?'
Since she had learned so much about masturbation, Linda knew that the vibrator provided much better orgasms than her finger did, but she didn't feel like pulling her clothes up, making the trip upstairs and starting over again. That would have broken the spontaneity she had felt when taking her pants down.
'What the hell, at least I'd better close the drapes,' she told herself. 'There's no point in entertaining the neighbors while I'm fingering my twat.'
Just as she approached the window to reach for the drapes, she saw Barry, the boy who lived next door. He had opened the side gate and was leading her dog, Knute, out of her yard and into his.
'What the hell is he up to?' she asked and, forgetting about masturbating for the time being, she stood and watched.
It wasn't long before she found the answer to her question.
Barry's family dog, Cleo, a big Collie, was tied in their yard because she was in heat. 'The little bastard,' Linda gasped. 'He wants to get her screwed so he can watch.'
And she was obviously right.
Through a gap under the shrubs between the two houses, she saw Knute race toward the bitch. It was a grey, overcast day, but she could see clearly as the animals sniffed at each other. She saw Barry too, and his motivation was obvious as he crotched in the bushes, his fly open, his penis in very obvious erection as he played with it while staring at the animals.
Knute made an attempt to mount the bitch and as his body went up, she watched the skin peel back along his penis. She hadn't seen him with an erection before and was amazed at the size of it.
'Christ,' she gasped aloud and her hand went back to her crotch, 'that cock is as big as Charlie's.' It was a reference to the husband she had divorced when it became obvious to her that he preferred to share his penis with a nineteen year-old secretary rather than with her.
The bitch squirmed away from her dog, they did some more playing and so did the aroused boy in the bushes. So, for that matter, did Linda.
Until then, she had been mostly curious, but the sight of the dog's big tool was all she needed to push her out of vague sexual hunger and into overpowering desire.
'Don't take no for an answer, Knute,' she whispered as she slipped a finger into her slit. 'Ram that bloody great cock up her cunt and fuck her silly.'
As though her dog had heard and understood, Knute rose again, partially mounted the bitch and the skin peeled back over his testicles as he looked for an opening in which to bury his big bone.
It was obvious to Linda, as it was to Knute, that the bitch wanted what he had to offer and as she watched her dog shift the position of his feet to get into serious action, her finger began to move fast in her vagina which had become hot, juicy and receptive to the digital invasion.
'Get it in, Knute,' Linda panted. 'Ram that beautiful big prick up her cunt. She's horny for it. Ram it to her. Fuck her,' she spat the words as her finger worked hotly in her slit.
'Oh Jesus,' she gasped aloud as she watched her dog go onto the bitch, driving half the length of his penis home in the first stroke, then he kept pushing over the Collie as he rammed more and more penis into her until it was burled.
Linda didn't have to watch what her finger was doing, it knew the way, so she was free to watch her dog humping the bitch and to see the boy furiously pulling at his hard little penis.
It was all new to Linda. Never before had she watched a serious mating of dogs, nor had she ever seen a male masturbating. Of the two, she didn't know which excited her more, so she went on watching both.
Despite the poor light, she could see her dog's rod glistening with juice as it pistoned in the bitch at such a furious rate that it was almost a blur.
'Oh Christ what must it feel like to have a big, stiff prick going that fast in your cunt?' Linda asked as she drove her finger at almost the same pace. 'Christ, what a glorious fuck that would be.'
She saw the boy take his hand off his penis and wondered why he had stopped while he was still hard, then she guessed that he wanted to stave off ejaculation until the animals had finished their act and the game was over. Since she didn't have that problem, she went on fingering until her body was jerking in strong orgasm and she was panting loudly.
In the course of the climax, her shorts and panties had fallen around her feet, so she stepped out of them and, nude from the waist down, went on watching the show.
It proved to be a perfect mating, both animals happy with the course of events and then her dog dismounted the bitch, the swivel of his penis permitted him to stay buried in the animal as the two stood almost back to back.
Linda had read enough of animal mating to know that her dog would stay inside the bitch for a long time and that his semen would keep shooting into her to ensure that she became impregnated.
'I wonder how it would feel to get that kind of a fast fucking with such a big cock, then feel the lovely thing still inside and shooting juice?' she asked herself, then decided it was time for some more fingering so she went at it.
Looking out at the erotic scene, she noticed a strange expression pass over the boy's face, then she looked down to see the reason for it. He was holding his stiff penis and his semen was spurting in a high arc and splattering on the right hip and side of her dog.
She smiled, then the smile was replaced by an expression of almost agony as the second orgasm tore through her. After it passed, Linda looked out again and saw that Knute had withdrawn his tool and was lying beside the contented looking bitch, licking up the boy's semen as though he found it very tasty.
'What a way to end a good fuck,' she told herself. The boy had put his spent penis back in his pants, the animals were finished, so Linda picked up her shorts and panties and carried them with her as she went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink. It had been quite a session and she was tired, her body wet with sweat, but she was content. Or so she thought.
Thoughts kept flashing through her mind as she sat with her bare behind on the edge of the kitchen counter, sipping the drink. Almost without exception, they were thoughts of her big dog, of his magnificent penis, of the speed with with it had pistoned in the slit of the bitch.
And then the thoughts turned in a direction that she tried to resist but couldn't.
Linda had read erotic stories in which women had mated with animals. In a magazine she had found behind her former husband's desk, she had seen photographs of naked women down on all fours, big dogs mounted on their arched behinds, hard dog penis thrust into soft woman vagina.
At the time the pictures had shocked and revolted her, but there was no horror or revulsion then as she though of the pictures and the reality of her beautiful big dog, and his larger than life penis.
The thought stayed with her and became stronger and more compelling. It was as though her mind and her body were in a state of war. Her body told her to try it, to bring the Dane into her bedroom, strip, allow him to
