1. The Dog Who Brought Dinner - Chapter 3


    Date: 1/26/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Bestiality, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Erotica, Hardcore, Oral Sex, Rape, Romance, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

    street, and, even more unusually, she undid her bra as the dog and I looked at her, dropped it in the basket, and smiled as she peeled off her jeans and panties, and was parading naked downstairs – a distinct change of mindset, at the very least. She didn`t go upstairs; she walked past me and the dog, whispered “come on boys” and went to my bed, getting down on her hands and knees, but rolling on to her back, and fondling her own big tits. I looked at the dog, and his prick was aroused, as was my own; I stripped my shorts off and hung them on my bathroom door, said to the dog “looks like dinner is here” and he woofed and came with me over to my wife, the streetlight outside our house shining partially through the window and bathing my wife`s nakedness in a glow, adding to the amazing spectacle she had already given us. I knelt down on the far side, giving the dog the near, and I leaned down to a breast, taking her hands away; I put my mouth to it, licked the nipple, and felt the dog`s nose poking my face as his mouth went on her other tit. “Oh god, now I am a tri-sexual” my wife said, “man, woman and dog lovers: I love it all” and she fondled my hair – something I totally disliked her doing – and I guessed she was doing the same to the dog`s head over her breast. Pushing my hand down her body, her cunt was already wet; I slipped my fingers in her syrup and brought them up to the dog`s nose; he sniffed and licked, and followed my hand down to the source, leaving her breast ...
    to me. She spread her legs and the dog went between them; I could watch him as I lay my head on the side, moving between each tit, licking and fondling, but he licked her with his tongue just a few times, before he lay down, his forepaws up her body, his hind legs bunched as he shuffled towards her cunt, and his prick was elongating at the same time, wet and glistening and red. When his tip hit her slit, she arched her pelvis, and it was a perfect time for him to stab: ah, inside. I knew my wife wouldn`t need me at her tits in a few moments: his prick would take over all her senses, and I would only irritate her. I pulled away and lifted the dogs` forepaws to lie on her nipples, and his long tongue reached to lick them anyway, easier each shuffle of his haunches up to her, and when she began moaning, I knew he was secreting and beginning to stiffen and grow that marvellous, unreal length of his cock, and wondered if my wife`s body could cope, and how far into her reproductive system he would reach: surely right up her womb; maybe he would even curve to her fallopian tube and head straight for her ovary, his potent sperm having to reverse and return to the womb and seek an egg to attack and mate with. I wondered if that could even happen. I was the one who had no sperm for children, but my wife was possibly still fertile…hmmm, interesting. She was croaking “he`s so long” and I stood then and went to have a shower; they didn`t need me, and I wanted a beer. I finished, dressed, ...
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