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The dog wets her ankle and lets her feel the sharp edges of its front teeth. It’s a soaring, falling feeling. The brunette moves her bottom against the chair. Her pussy lips part slightly, and she knows her juice is making a dark stain on the chair-cover. Grace really doesn’t give a fuck. She closes her eyes and thinks of the last guy she fucked on his hands and knees begging her to let him do her. He was licking her feet, too, and he wanted it so bad.
Sara suddenly tosses on the bed. The vibrator fills the room with its soft, steady hum. Grace can see her friend’s legs wiggling because Sara’s pumping her soft, curvy bottom up and down. The bed bounces as she moves. The blonde-haired woman bends her knees slightly and holds them further apart than ever. From her seat, Grace can see her friend’s cunt is entirely open.
She can see the tiny squiggle of her inner lips and the nubbin of dark pink where the vibrator plays. Grace can see the glossy shine of her juice-drenched lining and the reddish flesh of her cunt. Rover is trying to get under the back of her knee now. That extraordinary, soft place tingles with the rough heat of the dog’s tongue.
“Mmmmm…Ooh, Rover, you nasty dog,” she said in a whisper, and yet she hasn’t really tried very hard to stop the German shepherd pup.
‘He’ll grow tired of it in a second anyway,’ Grace thought, ‘he’ll figure out I’m not gonna scratch his ears or anything.’
Rover suddenly pushes his sharp, wet nose between her knees and wets the insides of her thighs. It’s an unexpected excitement. Never in her life has Grace been licked by an animal at that spot.
“Omigod…What the fuck?”
Grace blushes. Sara’s lost in her own world on the bed, taking no notice of what the brunette’s doing with Rover in the chair. However, Grace feels terribly self-conscious, wrong even. For an instant, the girl’s torn. She knows she should push the dog’s head back, force it back from between her thighs, and make the animal behave. Because the dog’s licking has taken on a new eagerness, a new hunger. The smell has Rover, the one coming from her pussy.
“Ahhhh,” Sara babbles, working the vibrator back and forth through her flooding cleft.
The blonde-haired woman’s pussy is making a sucking, sloppy sound as it folds and curves around the buzzing, plastic dildo.
“Noooo…” Grace groans, trying to hold the dog’s neck fur, but Rover jerks loose quickly.
The dog’s nose pushes open the outer lips of her pussy. Grace jerks her bottom back on the chair, but the dog licks hard, and the pulsing, throbbing lips parted slightly. Aromas more potent than before waft to Grace’s nose, and she pants from the sexy odor as her hands go limp on the dog’s collar. The perky ears bob back and forth, as the German shepherd drives its pink tongue deeper along her slit. The velvety lining brushed and rubbed, and Grace can feel the blood rushing down to engorge the tender, plump membranes.
“Yessss…Noooo…Oh, Rover…Rover…Get away from there, fuck it.”
However, Grace is too weak to fight the determined dog. It’s full of puppy eagerness. He is strong. The dog’s fur bristles against her arms. Even that feels good, and the girl feels the dog’s furry sides rubbing the insides of her knees. It’s so far beyond anything in her wildest imaginings. It’s so unexpected and so shockingly exciting. Grace feels wicked and at the same time, drawn to the dog’s mouth. She’s had men sometimes go down on her and eat her pussy, not very well either. However, this dog is something else.
“Uhhhnnnn…Omigod…Oh, wow…I’m…I’m…”
The chair has no arms, so when Grace falls to the side, she rolls onto the rug. Rover gives a small yelp and burrows his head hungrily at her hidden pussy. Grace is on her back on the rug, head swimming. She clamps her hands over her pussy and feels the dog’s ears rubbing her inner thigh, and biting at her knuckles.
“No…Noooo…”
It’s wrong. No matter how good it feels, Grace cannot let an animal just lick her pussy like that. Rover whines with the fever that he’d caught from her. The German shepherd’s tail wags brusquely. The brunette tries to roll away, and when she’s getting onto her hands and knees, the dog quits touching her. However, in that instant, rough paws rake her back. The weight of the shepherd falls suddenly on her shoulders as its paws drape over them, and the dog drives upward with its haunches. Something hot, slick, and barbed slips between her thighs. Grace is trying to squeeze them together defensively. However, the thing is so slick with juice that it pushes through anyway.
Rover is trying to fuck her. Grace almost faints when the realization first hits home. Then she’s rolling onto her back again. The licking is bad enough, but that other is just plain sinful.
“Rover, for fuck’s sake…”
Grace wishes she wasn’t so breathless. However, when the dog forces its nose deep again and begins to lick her pussy, she quivers and cannot get her breath. The girl is shaking yet claws with her long fingers at the dog’s ears, but she’s weak, and its tongue seems so strong. The probing tongue forces the soft folds down into the juicy mess of her cunt. Her rigid little clit is pulsating like a bomb. When the dog’s licking accidentally passes over the tip, she can’t breathe at all. Grace can only lie there twitching, jerking her ass from side-to-side.
Then she hears a moan from the bed but can only see one of Sara’s feet. It’s small and slender, and the white toes fan out. It jerks a little as Sara moves on the bed. Grace guesses her friend is rubbing the vibrator against her clit with a steady rhythm. The blonde-haired woman’s going to make herself orgasm. Just as they do with water squirting from a hose and a dozen other ways. However, never like what’s happening to Grace at this very moment.
The brunette can no longer hold Rover off. Her knees fall apart slightly, giving Rover full access to her pussy. The juice is rushing out so hotly now Grace can feel it dribbling down the cheeks of her buttocks, and she knows sex juices and dog saliva smears her inner thighs. The shepherd’s mouth is so hot. The itchy goodness rising through her belly and loins is lust personified. A guy’s finger feels good there, but not so soft, and not so wet. She cannot keep her slim, firm butt still. It rakes the rug and sends burning jolts of pleasure through her rectum. Her ears glow red while her breath comes in short, hot puffs. Her breasts seem to bulge with blood too. They have never felt quite so hot, so tingly.
Sara, on the bed, suddenly squeals, “Ooooooo…Ahhhhhhh…”
The vibrator is buzzing and humming, changing its tone so fast Grace knows her friend is sinking it as deep as she can in her cunt and then jerking it across her clit again. Grace cannot see this but knows it must be so. One of Sara’s feet is dangling clear off the bed now. Her toes pointed prettily, the painted nails picking up the light from the window. The blonde’s calf bulges out from the tension as she works the buzzing dildo on her pussy.
Grace knows she’s about to climax. She doesn’t want to, and yet the wanting or not wanting seems unimportant, really. The girl feels sucked into a whirlpool; she has no will any longer. The dog gives little growls of carnal hunger. Its tongue wets her asshole, buttocks, and pussy. She claws at her n stomach as if she can maybe turn it all off.
Nevertheless, the itch is climbing up and down her sides spreading quickly. Her skin feels on fire making her nostrils flare. Grace tosses her head on the rug, splashing black hair everywhere. Rover suddenly stops licking her. Grace opens her eyes, peering d down over her heaving belly. The dog’s looking toward the bed, ears perked at the gasping sounds of Sara’s passion.
The brunette can’t stop her butt from moving. She pumps it gently up and down, aware of how the juice squeezes out when she tenses the big muscles at the insides of her thighs and her buttocks. She can hear her slick parts sliding over one another as they gently rub her standing clit. Rover puts a paw on her thigh and steps over. The dog turns its profile to her now, and she catches her first glimpse of the long, red cock emerging from the furry sheath under its body. The sight of the dog’s cock makes Grace gasp. She swallows, trying to get air. It’s slightly curved, tapered at the tip yet graceful; it’s a barb of dripping red meat.
‘How it must feel to a bitch in heat,’ she thought, how it must feel…’
Rover steps over Grace’s thigh and jumps up onto the bed. Grace feels an odd mixture of emotions. The dog has stopped licking her, so she’s no longer under attack. Yet her pussy longs to be touched again. She was getting very close to orgasming, and she still is.
“Ooooo…Whoa.”
The silky folds suck around her knuckles as she sinks a fingertip deep into her cunt. The circle of muscles convulses eagerly around the invasion. She pumps her ass viciously until the itch shimmers back through her tortured nerve endings. Grace sees Rover’s tail disappear over the edge of the mattress. She’s on her back on the rug; her hands prying open the hot, swollen lips of her cunt. The brunette gouges her inflamed clit until it regains its rigidity. She rubs, teases, and tickles it in the way she knows best. However, the teasing isn’t as hot and wet as the way the dog had done it.
Suddenly, from the bed, Sara yells, “What the fuck? Ooh, wow…Help me…Grace.”
There’s turmoil atop the bed. Grace sees Sara jerking her leg back from the edge. The vibrator is still going, but it sounds as if it’s just lying on the mattress. Another sound covers the buzz. Grace knows the sound.
“The dog…” Sara groans. “Grace, where are you? Help me…Get Rover off.”
Somehow, Grace pushes herself to her feet then holds onto the bedpost, focusing her eyes. The ivory vibrator dildo lies buzzing beside her friend. Sara has her hands on the German shepherd’s strong front legs, trying to push it back. The dog’s growls are playful rather than angry, but it’s forcing its way closer to her crotch. Sara tries to pull her knees up against her chest so she can kick at the dog. Rover burrows eagerly and suddenly into the exposed, glossy slit.
Grace sees the dog’s black muzzle slip out of sight between the velvety outer lips. When it goes deep against her friend’s clit, Sara kicks her legs out straight and begins to wiggle as if she had a hot poker inside her body.
“Uhhhnnnn…Ohhhhh…Nooooo…What’s he doing to me, Grace.”
Grace staggers forward, tries to grab Rover around his haunches. The dog yelps and snaps at her, again playfully. However, the skid of the animal’s teeth on her wrist makes Grace let go for a second, and the dog lurches back. Grace hears the squishy sound of the dog licking Sara’s pussy. Sara is slithering higher and higher on the bed. She’s wiggling, jerking, and trying to get away from the devouring mouth of the dog. Rover has gone crazy. That red cock flops up and down under the German shepherd’s belly. Saliva floods from the dog’s mouth, soaking Sara’s blonde pubic hair. Sara tries to speak but only gasps.
“Mmmmm…noooo…Oooooo…help, help.”
“Kick him,” Grace suggests, grabbing Rover’s tail now.
The dog doesn’t like this. When Grace feels its teeth again, she lets go. Once again, the German shepherd wiggles its nose into the musky, steamy softness of Sara’s loins. Its paws push her thighs apart. Grace can see the claws digging into her friend’s white skin. The claws leave angry, red marks. Sara cannot close her thighs, cannot shut the dog out. The dog yips and drives its tongue down over her asshole, dragging it up slowly through the seeping mess of her swollen pussy
Sara’s head is against the wall now; she’s out of space. Grace doesn’t think the dog will hurt anyone, but Sara’s gasping screams are frightening. The brunette lunges at Rover, grabbing his extended cock with one hand and pushing him onto his side. The dog seems suddenly weaker, less able to fight for its position between Sara’s thighs. Then Grace knows why.
“You got him. Don’t let go.” Sara shouts, rocking her hips and biting her bottom lip as she watches them struggle.
Grace keeps a firm grasp of Rover’s cock. When the dog tries to struggle, she just squeezes the slick, red shaft and works it up and down a little. Immediately the dog goes limp and begins to flop around convulsively.
“Look at him, he’s gone mad,” Sara said, trembling, despite the fact her orgasm is hanging only moments away.
“He’s not mad. He’s…”
Grace works the thick, heavy cock under the dog’s belly. It’s swelling in her hand. She isn’t sure she likes touching the dog’s slippery cock. However, as long as the girl holds it, she has control. Rover cannot seem to get it together; he can only loll his tongue out of his mouth, pant, and whimper.
“He likes it,” Sara said, getting her bearings finally. “Did you see what he was doing to me, Grace?”
Grace doesn’t want to tell Sara that Rover had worked up with her first. Her own cunt is pulsating peculiarly. The brunette pushed Rover away just before she’s about to orgasm. So now, with her fingers massaging the dog’s big cock, there’s a tingling sympathy between her and the German shepherd. When she brings her fingers upward, the flared crown of Rover’s cock tip stops her. Each time she did this, the tip expands and throbs before her eyes. She sees the veins distend along the dark-red surface. The knot near the base of Rover’s cock is growing ever larger. This definitely doesn’t look like a man’s cock, that’s for sure. It’s alien in shape and color, and the knot is so large.
“Something weird is happening,” Sara whispers.
The blonde-haired woman’s sitting up now, but still wiggling. Her ankles crossed in front of her, and in that position, the lips of her pussy gape open. Grace sees her friend sneak a hand out and snag the vibrator. It’s still making a muted buzzing noise. The buzzing grows softer as Sara eases it down along her glistening, dripping pussy lips.
“Look at him, he’s jerking all over,” Sara moans.
Grace sees her friend is right. Rover is twitching and bucking his slim but powerful haunches. She doesn’t even have to jack the dog now. The girl just holds her fingers in a tight circle and let the animal drive its shaft back and forth through the slick place.
“I better quit…” Grace said, her voice is shaky.
The brunette knows the thought of doing anything so perverted like touching the cock of an animal is totally foreign to her. It’s just happened as she’d been helping Sara. It was the only way to get Rover off Sara. However, if Grace keeps holding her hand like this, she’ll make it climax.
“This isn’t right,” Grace said, feeling her cheeks burn.
Sara touches her arm. “Don’t stop.”
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