"Sally!"
Angie's voice betrayed horrified shock as she realized her girlfriend must have seen her urging the dog to lap her cunt. She had to be thinking she had a pervert for a friend – a woman that made love to a dog, and talked to him as though he were a human lover.
"Wow, you sure scared me for a while there," Sally remarked as she sat next to the blonde on the bed.
"I'm sorry, Sally, really I am!" Angie blurted out, her brain afire with confused guilt and anxiety. Had she lost her best friend?
"I had a fight with my date and he wouldn't drive me home, so I came here and you weren't home and just Saxon and I were alone together. And I felt so lonely and so frustrated. Oh, damn men! It's all that Dave Wagner's fault! If it weren't for him, neither you nor I would know what a pervert I am."
Momentary anger gave way to tears as the contrite woman buried her face in her hands and began to sob. Angie was surprised to feel a soothing hand rubbing her shoulder and then down over a tit. Could it be that Sally was going to forgive her the awful thing she'd done?
"Don't feel bad, Angie honey. I didn't see anything that shocked me. I was just afraid for a minute there that I had prowlers. What a relief to see it was only you and Saxon making out."
Sally laughed an easy comfortable laugh, one that conveyed no malice or mockery, as Angie hesitantly removed her hands from her face and looked up at her lovely friend.
"You mean… you mean you aren't mad at me?"
Sally beamed and squeezed Angie's boob affectionately.
"Why should I be mad at you, honey? I do the same thing myself… and a heck of a lot more. You thought Saxon's tongue felt good, you ought to try his cock."
That did it. Angie forgot to be self-conscious as she pulled herself up to a sitting position and looked the other woman straight in the eye.
"You mean to tell me, Sally McLucas, that you've been fucking your dog?"
Sally didn't bat an eyelash. "Yup." Her face wore a mischievous grin.
"And you didn't even tell your best friend?" Angie was beginning to see the humor of the situation herself.
"Little did I know my best friend would discover my pet's talents all by herself. And then try to steal him away from right under my very nose."
It was Angie who started to giggle first, and soon both girls were writhing on the bed, hugging each other and struggling against convulsions of laughter. Excited by the commotion, Saxon began to bark and wag his tail as he tripped over one and the other of them, licking a face here, an arm there, a tit there. The girls pulled the dog down between them and hugged him affectionately.
"He really is a wonderful dog, Sally. And I promise not to steal him away if you promise to let me have visitors' rights."
"A deal."
"Deal." The girls playfully shook hands over Saxon's furry body.
When she had calmed down, Angie began to reconsider the startling confession her girlfriend had just made.
Sally actually lets her dog fuck her! How could she?
Yet even as her moral senses bristled, Angie felt a new quiver of excitement in her cunt as she began to toy with the idea of what it would be like to have an animal cock up inside her horny twat. Saxon's tongue had certainly felt unbelievably good – like nothing she had known before. Maybe his cock would also offer fantastic delights to her craving pussy.
As her mind investigated the possibilities, the tingling in her cunt reminded Angie that, although she had experienced an orgasm, she was still horny. She still needed and wanted something long and hard up inside her snatch. She needed to get fucked.
But, no, it was crazy to even think about letting a dog screw her! Sally was here now. She'd had her jollies for the night.
Sally watched as her friend became lost in thought. Though she wasn't sure, Sally had a pretty good idea she knew what the other woman was thinking. She herself had been incredibly aroused by the sight of her lovely friend writhing in ecstasy on the bed while her dog licked her pussy. She had been standing in the doorway for a good ten minutes before she had revealed her presence. Now, she wanted to get her jollies, too. She decided to take the chance that Angie might still be aroused enough to agree to the obscene plan taking form in her mind.
Careful not to disturb her friend or Saxon, Sally rose from the bed and began removing her clothes. She was aware of Angie's gaze on her as she raised her floor-length dress high over her head to reveal her tall, elegantly sculpted body in all its tanned nakedness. She felt titillated by the sudden rush of cooler air on her skin, and by the knowledge that her lovely friend was assessing her body with unabashed admiration.
"You're really beautiful, Sally. Funny – in all the time I've known you, I've never once seen you naked. I always thought you were lovely, but I didn't know just how lovely."
Angie's gaze remained riveted on Sally's body as the darker woman stretched out beside her, on the opposite side now from where Saxon was lying. This time the two women were stretched out naked against one another: Angie a pale, lush natural blonde; Sally a tall, dusky-skinned brunette.
Sally reached a sun-browned arm out over Angie's pale torso and began kneading a tit, reaching forward to give the nipple a quick nip with her teeth and then plant a long slow, wet kiss over the whole areola. At last she raised her head and looked dreamily at her friend.
"You know, I've dreamed a lot about being naked like this with you. You're beautiful, Angie, and your skin tastes so warm and milky, better than an ice-cream cone." She scrunched up her nose in a wicked little grin before again lowering her mouth to her friend's boob.
Though somewhat startled by this new revelation – that her friend also liked to make love to other girls – Angie couldn't feel shocked. Sally's mouth felt so gentle yet at the same time so arousing on her tit that any misgivings she might otherwise have had vanished with the erotic little circles of stimulation that were running from her boobs all the way down to her heating pussy.
"Does that feel good, darling?" Sally murmured as she ran her hands in busy little circles over her friend's tits and belly and down onto her thighs. "I'm so glad that Saxon helped us find each other."
"So am I," Angie replied before she'd had time to think. Well, wasn't she glad? Tonight had been the most interesting sensual experience of her life and she had the feeling there was more to come.
She looked up into the mirror overhead and watched the other girl, who was now kneeling beside her, as she ran her hands so gently, so lovingly over every inch of her exposed body. Filled with a sudden curious blend of passion and affection, Angie sat up and moved her mouth in search of Sally's full, sensual lips.
Their lips met ever so fleetingly at first, just the slightest brush of soft on soft, then, as though of one accord their arms went around each other's shoulders and they were stretched out full-length on the bed, Sally on top, their tongues circling and tantalizing one another with a furious hunger.
As though she'd been doing it all her life, Angie's right hand slid down in search of Sally's tit and squeezed and stroked the rounded flesh feverishly as her tongue continued to invade the taller woman's mouth. She could feel Sally changing position slightly, too, to give freer play to her hand.
"Oh, Sally!" Angie suddenly moaned into the moist cavern of the other woman's mouth. Sally had driven a finger far up into the needing recesses of her tight, wet pussy!
Although she hadn't been expecting the penetration, Angie almost at once felt her cunt-hole dilate to receive the finger, welcoming the lustful rhythm it established there. Angie began churning her crotch to indicate her appreciative acceptance of the invading finger, driving her cunt down onto its stiff shaft with hungry abandon.
Angie was even hotter than Sally had dared hope, and the darker woman was already confident that her plan would work. All it would take now was a little psychology, combined with a fair dose of finger-fucking.
She looked over her friend's shoulder for a moment to smile at the big German shepherd who was lying obediently outstretched on the bedspread, waiting for his mistress's invitation to join in. Your turn next, boy, she thought lewdly to herself as her finger continued to pump in and out of her friend's hungry cunt.
"Mmmm, your pussy's so wet, Angie. You're really excited. I wish I had something bigger to put up there for you. To make you feel good."
"It feels awfully good, Sally," Angie replied, her head tossing from side to side in response to the diddling, her ass churning feverishly down into the bedspread.
"I know, honey, but admit it, wouldn't a big old cock feel even better?"
"I guess so." Angie began thrusting her cunt-mound more demandingly up against the palm of Sally's hand. "I need to get fucked, Sally. I'm so horny for a hard cock I can't stand it."
"I know, baby, I know. Why don't you let Saxon fuck you, Angie honey? I guarantee, it'll be the most amazing thing you ever experienced in your whole life."
For a moment, Angie's body went rigid, but slowly it resumed its writhing response to the finger still drumming persuasively into her craving snatch.
God, could I really fuck a dog? Am I really as depraved as Dave Wagner said I was? she thought.
But Sally had done it. And Sally was the most beautiful person she knew. The hell with Dave Wagner! Sally knew best. Sally wouldn't show her anything that was bad for her.
Sally could sense the moral struggle being waged in her friend's mind, as Angie's body went from stiff unresponsiveness to writhing abandon. She realized intuitively that the blonde had decided to trust her, and she was pleased. She was very fond of Angie, and was excited about the prospect of their actually being able to share this whole new side of their lives. She'd trained Saxon long ago to lick her twat and fuck away her frustrations, but she'd always felt a little lonely afterward, good company as the dog was. How much nicer it would be to share this sensual experience with a dear and lovely friend.
"Will you try it, Angie baby?" Sally coaxed, even as she eased the smaller girl over onto her belly and then up onto her hands and knees.
"I'm kind of scared, Sally," Angie confessed through the haze of a still stronger lust.
"Don't you worry about a thing, darling. I'll take care of it. Ooooohh, look what a lovely hard-on Saxon has for you already! Mmmmm, think of how good it's going to make your pussy feel."
Catching the spirit of Sally's obvious arousal, Angie looked back over her shoulder to where the big German shepherd was getting to his feet. Her mouth fell open in unabashed shock as she caught sight of the long, tapered, red cock protruding from its furry sheath between Saxon's legs. Never had she imagined a dog would have such an impressive-sized cock. Though she was trembling in fear and apprehension, not for a moment did it occur to her to abandon her position on all fours and call a halt to the obscene proceedings.
Sally saw her friend staring at Saxon's turgid prick and smiled reassuringly. "Look how excited poor Saxon got licking your pussy and watching us make love. Don't you think the poor darling deserves some attention, too?"
"It's so big, Sally," Angie moaned, crawling forward on the bed a little as though to escape the fate that she was already inviting, despite herself.
"That's part of what makes it so good, Angie. Mmmm, his cock feels so hard and wet."
Angie watched in rapt fascination as her friend grasped the red shaft of the dog's prick and pumped it a few times with her fingers.
"Okay, Saxon, you know what to do next, boy. Look, Angie's waiting for you."
Sally helped the dog mount the blonde's lewdly proffered buttcheeks. Angie jerked in automatic fear as she felt the furry paws clasping her firm, sensitive flesh. She looked back over her head at the reflection in the mirror, and her eyes clouded with perverse lust as she drank in the picture of her own lushly developed nakedness kneeling before the eagerly approaching loins of the German shepherd. Caught in the lusty grip of her desire, she began to hump her ass back a little, in wanton search of the thick animal prick she knew hung beneath those hairy loins. As Saxon moved in closer to her ass on his back legs, she felt his cock rub excitingly against the twin moons of her asscheeks, and then slip into the cleft between her legs, grazing over the excitement-swollen flanges of her pussy and the taut little nub of her clitoris. He missed her cunt-hole completely, and both Angie and Saxon began to maneuver feverishly to get the dog-prick inside her oozing gash.
Sally was excited by her friend's obvious perverse arousal, and she knelt beside the unnatural couple, her head lowered so she could watch the tapered dog-cock seek out Angie's moist, waiting snatch.
"Isn't it exciting, darling?" she murmured in a throaty, lust-distorted voice. "He's going to get his cock in your pussy any minute. It's going to feel so good."
She reached over to grab one of Angie's dangling tits and squeezed it cruelly, knowing how this little bit of pain would help her friend become even more frantic in her need for the invasion of the canine cock.
Saxon thrust his loins forward several times, each time disappointed in his attempts to impale the blonde woman's waiting cunt-hole, each time feeling his turgid prick sliding harmlessly over the wet, sparse-haired valley of her pussy. Then at last the dog's cock-tip caught, and he thrust forward roughly to make good the penetration.
"AAAarrgghhh!" Angie wailed, inching forward on the bed to escape the wrenching pain of the dog's prick lodged partially in her tight asshole. "It's no good, Sally," she moaned when the cock had again slithered harmlessly over her tremulous cuntal slit. "He just can't seem to get his cock in."
"Needs a little help is all," Sally replied in a tone of hushed expectancy.
Realizing that the lewd pair were going to need some help if they were ever to fuck, she reached under the impatient animal's loins and grasped his cock firmly, guiding it in towards the flaring opening of Angie's moistly aroused cunt.
"Oohhhh!" Angie moaned, responding at once to the insistent pressure at the mouth of her snatch, excited by the hard promise of imminent fulfillment.
"Oh, yes, that's the way! Oh, I want it, I want his cock!"
Saxon needed only this small amount of help from Sally to help him locate this human female's cunt. Now that he felt the spongy yielding before the hard tip of his tapered prick, he needed no further help. With the inbred knowledge of his kind, he thrust forcefully forward, ramming his rigid moist shaft as far up into the squirming blonde's cunt as it would go.
"AAARRGGHHH!" Angie screamed in a mixture of pain at the dog's abrupt entry to her craving cunt and a kind of desperate, flaring need. Even as Saxon's cock continued to strain at the still-clenched walls of her cunt, Angie began to encourage the beast with tentative little undulations of her upturned asscheeks.
"Oh, Saxon, Saxon! Fuck me, boy!"
Again the animal needed no encouragement, for he at once moved into a primitive, quick fucking rhythm. His slick, pointed cock rammed far up into Angie's dilating cunt on every instroke, then pulled out almost all the way to its very tip on the outstroke, battering the woman's raised butt as he thrust forward once again.
Lying with her head resting on the bedspread, Sally excitedly watched the thick red dog-cock bury itself far up in her girlfriend's welcoming cunt.
"Doesn't his prick feel good, darling?" she half groaned, thrusting a finger up into her moistening twat-tunnel as she watched. "Didn't I tell you getting fucked by Saxon would be the most marvelous thing you've ever known?"
"Oh, yes, Sally, yes!" Angie replied in a voice that was thick with lust, her excitement-hazed eyes looking back over her shoulder in blind search of her friend.
The desire-shaken blonde was thrusting her rounded ass furiously back against the dog's relentless instrokes, dimly aware of her tits dangling wildly beneath her as she hunched to keep up with Saxon's rapid fuck-strokes.
Her cunt responding to her own memories of how good Saxon's cock felt up inside, and to her finger drubbing wantonly up into her warm, wet sheath, Sally watched the juices-slickened dog-prick slide easily and smoothly in and out of her friend's craving cunt. The pink, swollen flaps of Angie's pussy gave the impression of a mouth greedily swallowing the long, red piece of meat being fed it again and again.
Obsessed with her vivid erotic fantasies, Sally rose on hands and knees near the obscenely coupled pair and began to ram two fingers far up into her seething fuck-hole, her eyes never leaving the red dog-cock as it rhythmically invaded the soft pink cunt-mouth.
"You really like getting fucked by Saxon, don't you, Angie baby?" Sally asked lewdly, her mouth falling slackly open once the words had escaped her lips, as she again became totally mesmerized by the rhythm of the canine cock fucking her friend's willing pussy.
"Oh, yes, I like it! I like Saxon's big cock!" Angie cried as her butt continued to thrust back and forth in a furious fuck-rhythm.
"Mmmmmm, I love to see you so excited," Sally groaned, her fingers still penetrating her snatch in time to the dog's fuck-strokes, her belly crying out for more satisfaction, for a new kind of titillation. Almost as though in a dream, Sally was seized by a new obscene plan.
Rising up onto her knees, Sally maneuvered herself forward on the bed until she was directly in front of her girlfriend's face.
Angie was so wrapped up in her own lustful abandon that she did not at first recognize this new presence before her, but gradually she became aware that she was staring directly at Sally's hair-shrouded pussy. The thick patch of dark crinkly beaver was mere inches from her nose. So near that Angie thought she could glimpse little beads of cunt-juice on the wiry strands. She had never really looked at a woman's pussy before, and she found herself strangely attracted by the hair-covered mystery of that warm, wet snatch.
"Lick my pussy for me, Angie. Please. I need it so bad!"
Sally scarcely dared hope that her friend would go down on her, but she felt if ever there was a time when Angie would be free of inhibitions, this was it. To give the smaller girl a better idea of what she wanted, Sally reached lewdly down and parted her pussy-lips slightly, exposing to view the moist pink split inside and the pert little clit that stood at the top of her drooling gash.
Despite the perverted fact that she was getting fucked by a dog, Angie still managed to feel a moment's shock at what her girlfriend was suggesting. Lick another woman's pussy? Could she really do such a thing?
Angie immediately became ashamed of her own selfishness as she reminded herself of who was asking her for this favor. It was beautiful Sally, her best friend, the woman who had arranged for her to get the most exciting fuck of her life, tonight on Sally's own bed, by Sally's own dog. How could she say no to anything dear Sally wanted or needed?
Impulsively, Angie reached out her tongue and lapped tentatively at the glistening nub of Sally's clit. It felt slick and hard, yet at the same time soft, and Angie found herself newly titillated by this strange erotic experience. Becoming bolder as her excitement increased in time to Saxon's relentless humping into her juicing cunt, she thrust her tongue more and more abandonedly into the open pink gash before her, circling the pert head of Sally's clitoris with wanton zeal. She was excited to feel the firm grip of the dark girl's hands in her hair as Sally responded wholeheartedly to the cunt-licking.
"Yes, that's the way, Angie! Oh, darling, you're eating my twat so beautifully! You're making my clit feel so good, Angie!"
The brunette threw her head back in ecstasy, and as she did so, her eye was distracted by movement in the mirror overhead. Looking up, she watched the white flanks of her girlfriend's buttcheeks rhythmically part as the long red shaft of her pet German shepherd's cock fucked into her cunt. At the other end of the gyrating blonde's pinioned body, Sally herself was thrusting her snatch into her friend's face, kneeling lustfully before her, her hands wound fitfully in Angie's long blonde hair. Sally smiled, or rather, leered at herself in the mirror before turning her attention back to the wonderful mouth lapping and sucking at her cunt.
Angie was finding that she actually enjoyed burying her face in another woman's pussy. Sally's overflowing cunt-juice tasted oddly appetizing, and the blonde licked greedily along the crack of her best friend's pussy for more of the tart, salty taste. From time to time her tongue would concentrate solely on the pert little bud of Sally's clit, but then it would penetrate deeper as Sally thrust her crotch forward and upward to allow her eager tongue better access. Angie even managed to thrust her tongue a few times up into the hot moist cavity of Sally's cunt-hole, each time drawing an enthusiastic response from her wantonly aroused girlfriend.
"Oh, Angie, you eat cunt beautifully, darling! Don't tell me you've never done it before. I can't believe it!"
But Sally did realize that it was likely just the natural feel of one woman for what would make another woman happy. There seemed to be an odd communion of sorts between women that told them exactly what the other was needing and when.
"Oh, Angie, you're driving me crazy, darling! I don't know how much of this I can take!"
Angie was thoroughly possessed by the lewd image she and the dog and Sally must be making, locked in their obscene threesome. She imagined the picture of the dog fucking hard and relentlessly up into her grasping cunt while at the same time she concentrated on the maddening rhythm of that long, hard prick invading her belly, and the incredible sensations it shot through her whole sensually receptive body. It was driving her to the brink of explosion. Her body felt like a rag doll being buffeted between her girlfriend's cunt and the dog's cock. Every nerve was afire with the building titillation of this three-way fuck-scene.
Angie felt the dog beginning to fuck slightly faster, and realized that he was probably about to come. The realization brought her over the top. She'd been fucked within an inch of her life by a German shepherd and now the dog was going to come in her cunt. She was totally depraved and she loved it. She wanted it, she wanted that animal sperm inside her belly. And she ground her ass backward more desperately in response to that jackhammering dog-cock.
"Oh, Sally, I'm coming! I'm coming!" she cried into her friend's pussy, her tongue lashing out in a last desperate frenzy as she felt her orgasm overtake her with full fury.
It was as though her cunt were opening to receive the whole world, the way it was so incredibly sensitive to every movement of the dog's cock shooting hot jizz up into her welcoming twat. Her body was soaring with the force and power of a rocket ship and nothing could bring her down, not until she floated back in her own good time.
Sally watched the urgent humping of her pet's loins and realized the German shepherd was coming, and that Angie was getting off, too. The knowledge excited her incredibly and she could feel her own climax being wrenched from her clitoris by Angie's persistent tonguing.
"Oh, God yes! Me, too! You're making me come, Angie baby! COOMMIINNGG!!"
Sally grasped her friend's hair more fiercely and ground her cunt against Angie's face until she had worked out the last dynamic flicker of her orgasm. Then she collapsed onto the pillows and stroked her friend's hair gently, reveling in the sweet afterglow of her climax.
Angie planted a wet, affectionate kiss on her friend's clit, then rested her head lazily in the juncture of Sally's thighs and let her mind drift. All she could think about was how grateful she was to this woman and this dog. They had brought her a kind of fulfillment she had never known. She realized that from this moment on they would be very important to her happiness. She needed more of this kind of sexual satisfaction. She couldn't bear the thought of going back to her old kind of frustration. With one hand caressing her friend's tits and the other patting Saxon's head, she knew the first complete peace of her life.
There was total quiet in the room for several minutes, broken only by soft breathing and the distant ticking of a clock. At last Sally reached over and turned off the light, arranging herself comfortably alongside her friend, the dog snuggled at their feet.
"I'm glad we found each other, Angie," Sally whispered.
"Me, too."
"I think we should be family from now on, just the three of us."
Happy and satisfied, the two women fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. Already the slow light of dawn was penetrating the room where the threesome slept peacefully.