He shouts, “Get that fucking swimsuit off, slut. Move it…”
Gasping, Aisha hurries to obey, digging her thumbs into the wisp of bikini band and rolling the tiny thing down her legs. She’s coated with sand as she pulls it off her feet, tosses it away, her eyes intent on the dog and not watching where it lands.
“You like that, Dusty?” the teen asks. The dog barks once, and Lenny laughs again. “Shit, he does. Go get her, Dusty.”
Dusty lunges, Aisha rolling away again, onto all fours as he comes down on her back. The dog catches the woman’s hips with its paws, trying to hold her still, trembling, she feels its furry legs and belly touch her skin. The animal arched its back, bringing its cock into the cleft of her buttocks, the slippery point coming out of the protective sheath, and prodding her asshole.
“No. No. Not there,” Aisha groans.
“Her cunt, stupid,” Lenny shouts. “Shit, dog, don’t you know the difference between a cunt and an asshole?”
Tongue lolling, Dusty tries again, twisting the woman’s hips around until his position is slightly better. The dog stabs up, its cock entirely out of the sheath now, six inches of slippery raw meat, wet with pre-coital juices. The cock stabs across Aisha’s slit, catches for a moment just within the outer lips.
“Shit,” said the teen. “Help him, damn you. Get your ass up so Dusty can fuck you.”
Beyond embarrassment, afraid for her sanity, Aisha put her head down on her arms and brings her belly down, thrusting her ass up against the dog. Dusty tries again, and this time stabs into her sopping cunt at the very first thrust.
“Ohhhhhhh, God,” Aisha moans.
“He’s in,” Lenny said, delighted. “Shit, Hannah, look at him go.”
The dog thrusts deep into the woman until its sheath catches against the edge of her slit. Its cockhead is swollen just larger than the shaft to make her feel the penetration. Dusty’s deep within her body, the angle of entrance sending his cock against her cervix. Immediately Dusty begins to pump, thrusting his cock as deep as it will go, holding onto Aisha’s hips.
“Oh, God. God. Stop him. Please.”
“Fuck, no,” the teen cries. “Let him go. C’mon, Dusty. Fuck her guts out. Tear her apart, boy. Rip her cunt in half.”
Aisha’s breasts flop back and forth against the dangling circle of her halter around her waist, as she buries her sobbing face in her arms. Her hair tumbles wildly across the sand as the dog continues to fuck her, its red cock throbbing as it pumps with all of its strength with paws scrabbling against her lower legs. Aisha feels the dog’s nails tearing at her sides and at her legs as the bone in its cock stabs deep and hard into her cunt.
“Oh, fuck,” Lenny cries. “Shit. Shit, Hannah. Come here. God, I’m so fucking hot I’m gonna boil over. Come here and suck my cock.”
“Fuck you, asshole,” the girl said, rubbing her pussy as she stares with fascination at the dog’s cock flying in and out of the woman’s cunt.
Lenny pumps his cock shaft with his fingers, his feet moving apart, and his ass sagging slightly. Aisha sees him and sucks in a breath. She reaches toward the teen, not knowing what she’s doing. One hand thrust plaintively for his cock while Aisha’s insides turn to liquid fire, burning bright under the stimulus of the dog.
“Oh, please. Please,” Aisha moans.
“She wants your cock, Lenny,” Hannah said with a sneer. “Shit, the dog isn’t enough, she wants you, too.”
“Yeah,” Lenny said with a nod. The teen licks his lips, suddenly afraid, wondering what he’s started. “Shit.”
“Oh, God,” Aisha wails, over and over, eighteen years without a cock. She’s been faithful to Kyle even knowing he’s fucking elsewhere, devoted to the wedding vows even in such an empty hoax of a marriage. But Aisha can’t take any more. She needs sex and has to have cock. Having sex with a dog is disgusting, but degraded this far, Aisha’s going to beg for the teen. She has to have him. “Please,” she cries again. “Give… Give it to me.”
Aisha tries to lunge forward, reaching for Lenny’s leg, and Dusty growls a warning as he feels her coming away from his cock. The dog moves with her, stabbing against her again, thrusting its cock deep into the woman’s gut. Aisha sobs, gasps with the sensation, her cunt walls clutching tight about the animal. Her fists double, slamming against the sand of the beach, and her head hangs low again as she pushes back against the fucking animal.
“Oh. OH. OHHHHHHHH. DO…DO IT. DO IT TO ME. FUCK ME.”
Lenny wipes his mouth, swallowing again, glancing around at Hannah. The girl’s hand comes away from her pussy as she stares in disbelief at the scene before her. Dusty fucks as hard as he can. Aisha’s at just the right angle for Hannah to see the dog’s cock flashing red when it pulls out and stabs in again.
“FUCK,” Aisha squeals. “FUCK … FUH … UHHHHH … UHHHHK. FUCK … MEEEEEEE.”
Dusty’s doing his best to oblige. The dog’s grunting and growling as the woman’s cunt clutched at its cock when it retreated, trying to pull it even further when the beast slams forward. The dog’s too thin for Aisha to get a proper hold on it, and too slippery for her to slow its flashing passage. She wants to time the sensation to her gut churnings, but the dog is conscious only of its needs and sexual burning.
“FUHHHK … FUHHHK … FUHHHK … FUHHHK…”
Each time Aisha cries out, she tries to slam back against the upstroke of the penetrating cock, willing the dog to come deeper into her body. It’s been years since a cock has been in her body, and she needs it so. A vibrator is a cold satisfaction. Its hardness a pain, not a pleasure. She wants a steel cock-shaft, a man’s cock-shaft.
“FUHHHHHK … MEEEEEEE.”
Dusty lunges again and again, and suddenly leans himself against her body, pumping out his jizz. The woman feels the stuff wash through her cunt, mixing with her juices to ooze out again and trickle down her thighs. Aisha feels the animal’s hot breath against her back as Dusty holds on for dear life. Then suddenly, the dog pulls out, making her scream as the large knot pulls free.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” The dog just turns away, losing all interest. However, Aisha’s cock hunger is as strong as ever. “Ohhhhhhh, no. NO. Don’t stop. Don’t let him stop.”
Her chest is heaving, her breasts bobbing as she thrust her ass back against a cock no longer there. Tears stream from her eyes as she stares at the teen, maddened by her lust and lunges forward, catching Lenny’s ankles.
“Hey,” Lenny shouts. “What the fuck?”
Lenny cries out as Aisha tackles him, and falls backward, bouncing off Hannah. The girl protests, but the woman doesn’t hear, scrabbling after the teen and his cock. Lenny’s hard cock slams against his belly, and he grunts as the air whooshes out of his lungs.
“Shit. Stop it, you crazy bitch.”
“Watch it. Damn you,” Hannah wails.
The girl rolls away as Aisha scrabbles over the fallen teen’s body, groaning and mumbling as she catches his cock and slams it between her teeth. Lenny gasps, arching his ass into the air as she goes down on him, gobbling greedily, the cockhead slamming against the back of her throat and popping through the barricade. Her eyes fill with tears and sweat. Aisha can’t see the thing she’s sucking, but it’s hard between her teeth, throbbing against the roof of her mouth and her tongue.
“Shit, Lenny, watch out. She’ll tear it off.”
“Oh, no. Don’t, please, lady. Don’t bite it off,” Lenny groans.
Aisha makes noises in her throat, ignoring their protests and pleading. They forced her to take the dog, now she’s going to have what she wants. Aisha sucks the teen’s cock with all of her strength, impaling herself on it, taking it all the way into her throat and twisting around and around. She can feel the shape of the cockhead against her windpipe, cutting off her breath. Her eyes are hazy, clouded with red as her mind goes blank.
“Ohhhhhhh, God,” Lenny moans.
Aisha comes off Lenny’s cock with a long, throaty sob of relief. She kneels over the prostrate teen, staring down at his male sex, his cock holds tight in her fingers and sprouting from a wet patch of pubic hair. It’s nine inches, perhaps a little more, straight as an arrow, the cockhead swelling more than a quarter-inch around the shaft on all sides. The glans shaped like a plum, the triangle of flesh almost white with tension where blood forces out.
“Shit,” the teen said. “Please, lady…”
“Shut up.” Aisha stares at him, wild-eyed. “Shut up, damn you. Damn you.”
Before Lenny can protest again, Aisha stabs herself on his cock again, going down on it. The cockhead riding across the roof of her mouth and slamming past her lips. She sucks with all of her strength, her throat working around him, her teeth digging across the base of the cock’s shaft, sawing until the teen cries out again at the pain.
“Ouch. Don’t bite. Please, don’t bite it.”
Aisha comes up again, blowing into the urethral opening, a droplet of golden fluid tosses from top to bottom. The hole is big enough to accept an eraser, and now she stabs the tip of her tongue into it, tasting the teen’s bitter-sweet secretion.
“Oh. Oh, please. Be careful,” Lenny begs.
“Shut up,” Aisha said again. “Or I’ll bite the fucking thing off.”
Lenny tries to push against her head, but Aisha doubles her fist, slamming it into his belly. Groaning, the teen falls flat again, helpless. His eyes wince as Aisha again stabs his cock down her throat. She’s grinding and sawing as if she meant her threat and wants to tear it away from his body. His balls draw tight. Lenny’s pubic hair tickles the woman’s nose as she turns almost entirely around on him, yanking his hips. Then she comes back again, sighing once more, her eyes closed as she releases him long enough to massage her throat. The feeling is good, too long missing. This is real flesh. Lenny’s only nineteen, but he has the equipment of a man, and she intends to use him.
Aisha shouts, “Oh, God. You little cunt. You’re gonna fuck me, you hear me?”
The teen bobs his head. “Yes…”
“Shit, lady.” Hannah cries. “You’re gonna kill him.”
“Shut up, you little bitch. Shut up.”
Aisha covers the teen’s legs with hers and feels the grit of sand on both of them. The ocean is near, but she can’t wait that long, and he might escape.
“Give me the towel,” Aisha demands.
Frightened, Hannah hurries to obey, handing Aisha the wet towel. She uses it to wipe her legs first, standing to clean off her ass cheeks. The teen stares at her, afraid to move, his cock still throbbing hard against his belly. Aisha runs the towel through her crotch, the terry cloth rubbing her pussy into even greater arousal.
“Shit. Stand up, Lenny,” Aisha orders.
Lenny scrambles to his feet, stands silently while the woman cleans his belly and his thighs, then moves around to work against his ass. Satisfied that the worst of the sand is gone, Aisha throws the towel toward Hannah, who grabs it just before it hit her face, and clutches the teen’s hot throbbing cock.
“Back up. On the blanket.”
Lenny stumbles backward and nearly trips over the edge of the blanket as Hannah rolls out of the way. The teen falls heavily, and Aisha comes down after him, straddling his hips, grabbing his cock again to hold it toward her steaming vagina. The teen gasps as she squats over him and gasps again as his cock stabs inside her burning, clutching cunt as she lowers her weight.
“Oh, Shit. Shit,” Lenny moans.
“You like a real cunt?” Aisha said, satisfied. “You like a woman on you?”
“Oh, God.” Lenny makes a face, remembering that his dog’s cock had been in that cunt, not five minutes ago. She’s heavy against him, grinding her cunt against his hips, trying to hurt him. “Please…”
“How do you like it, asshole? How do you like being raped?”
Aisha twists again and falls over the teen, slamming her hands against his shoulders. Lenny grunts, thrust up against her in reflex, trying to prevent his cock from sliding out of her slick cuntal opening. The teen sobs, bites his lip, fighting to stay seated within her hot wet vagina.
“Oh, shit. Big cock. Hot cock.”
This isn’t right. This isn’t the way things were supposed to be. ‘Shit, I’ll get the bitch for this, if it’s the last thing I do,’ Lenny thought. But right now, his cock is moving through her cuntal walls as Aisha rises off him again, moving more slowly, timing the stroking to her need for pleasure. It feels good to the woman and just as good to the teen as he let her take full control of the fucking. She buries her face against Lenny’s neck, her breasts squashing against his chest, her hands sliding over his sides and stabbing into the soft flesh of his armpits until the teen grunts.
“Oh, God. Fuck. Fuck. Lady…” Lenny moans.
“Yeah. Yes. Fuck, Lenny. I’m fucking you. You’re going sloppy seconds to a dog. To a fucking dog.”
Aisha rides over the teen’s slippery belly until she feels his glans swelling against her inner pussy lips. She tightens down against Lenny then, squeezing with all the strength she can in the muscles of her cunt, her eyes closed as she moves back again. His cock rides deep into her body, Aisha sighing and gasping for breath as she fucks herself with his wonderful, hot, throbbing cock.
The woman wails, “Oh, GOD. GOD. FUCK.”
The teen sighs, sobs, working his hands from beneath her knees to move them against her sides. His eyes close as his cock moves deep through the wonderful cunt. Both seem oblivious to Hannah as the girl stands, gathering her swimsuit, to move around the fucking pair and scamper from the cove. The fucking continues. Aisha riding on for several delicious and delightful moments. Her cunt constantly exploding as she brings the teen to an eruption and feels him blast off inside her body.
“OH, GOD. CUM … CUMMING,” Lenny cries. “CUMMING.”
“YEEEEEEEEEEEAH…” Aisha wails, slamming back against him one final time, throbbing against the teen.
The woman opens her eyes to see a circle of naked hairy legs surrounding them.
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