The bestial scene on the couch grew progressively hotter and hotter. Bess' hands hovered above the dog's head, trembling and jerking, with fingers outstretched and spread. It was plain that she wanted to touch her lover, to caress his head and pull his muzzle farther into her widespread cunt. The pink tongue flashed out like a spear, jabbing deeply into her slit, staying imbedded and licking at the weeping walls of her vagina.
"Christ… oh Christ," Bess sighed longingly.
Sam kept at her, sometimes lapping at the depths of her cunt, sometimes withdrawing his long, drooling tongue to lick both her asshole and saliva-drenched outer cunt. It was getting too good for Bess to endure much longer. A constant stream of sighs, groans, and moans issued forth from her open mouth as her body writhed about in its slumped position on the couch.
The tip of Sam's dick began peeking out of its hairy sheath beneath his body. It looked like something painfully irritated, fiery red and pointed, dripping secretion onto the floor and glittering wetly. Another inch of blood-red dog cock jerked out into the light, resembling the tip of a prehistoric wooden spear that had been tapered over a fire and then rubbed smooth.
Dancing about on his hind paws, Sam kept licking at Bess' vulva and working his back end over to her dangling thigh. One hind leg straddled the woman's thigh, and Sam brought his slick and rapidly elongating organ into contact with her skin. At once the dog began hunching his cock up and down her thigh, his back arching and straightening furiously. "Sam… Sam… darling Sam," Bess wailed, contorting herself to reach down and take his peter into her eager hand.
Lapping at Bess' pussy no longer held any interest for Sam. Up came his head, looking about with half-closed eyes as he fucked Bess' tightly gripping hand.
"No, darling," Bess protested, jerking away her hand and slapping the couch where she wanted him to be.
Obediently Sam leaped up onto the couch and let Bess lay him down and roll him over onto his back. He lay there not moving a muscle, his legs bent and sticking up in the air. Bess shifted about and knelt facing the couch, with her knees resting on the floor. Then, lowering and turning her face to best advantage, she opened her mouth and sank it down around the dog's organ.
Her lips tightened down around the pointed tip of his dick, then moved slowly toward its base, taking more and more of the still emerging penis into her mouth. The dog's copious sex juice caught on the outer surfaces of Bess' lips, pooling and spreading as she took the shiny red organ deeper into her oral cavity.
When she had all the cock her mouth could take, with that hot, pointed tip bent and poking at the back of her throat, Bess sucked down harshly and held, her cheeks hollowing in obscenely and quivering as her tongue licked frantically at Sam's heated shaft. For perhaps a half minute neither she nor the dog made any movement. Then, a groan coming up from the depths of her chest, Bess opened her mouth around the dick and sucked in the dog's secretions before she clamped down again and slowly drew her clinging and protruding lips out to the end of his cock.
After swallowing loudly and smacking her lips with satisfaction, Bess crawled up onto the couch and assumed a knee-to-chest position, offering her vulnerable ass to the dog as she laid her head down on a cushion and grinned toward the table of onlookers.
"Git it, boy. Come on, Sam. Get it," Bess coaxed, in a voice quavering with lust. She reached back between her parted legs and fingered open her cunt. "There, Sam. Fuck it, boy. Fuck it."
The rasping command brought Sam's ears up to a standing position. His head cocked to the side, resembling the trade mark of the dog hearing his owner's voice. Sam needed no other encouragement. The play was quite familiar to him, and even though he'd portrayed this part many times, he was eager to do it again. Bess had called out his cue, and he took it confidently from there on.
Quickly jumping to all fours, Sam took his place between Bess' protruding feet. He looked up into her held-apart red cunt and barked once, then reared up and put his front paws on her hips. Both front and back paws moving jerkily, he walked up Bess until his cock was nudging her genitals.
"Baby… oh, baby," Bess moaned, her fingers encircling and guiding the dog's organ into her seething pussy.
Whining and licking his chops, Sam hunched forward and drove the full length of his long, slim penis into Bess. Then, holding in and grinding against her, he dropped the front of his body and clasped his front legs around Bess' torso. Sam's paws almost disappeared into her breasts as he clamped down and hugged tightly to hang on. If Bess felt any pain because of his ill-placed paws, she didn't show it. Her hand flattened over the bottom part of her stomach and moved till her middle finger was busily flicking her clitoris back and forth. The fingers on her other hand, resting on the couch above her head, clenched down into a fist so tight that her knuckles turned white. Bess heaved a sigh of deep satisfaction and dreamily closed her eyes.
Faith's voice burst forth in a hoarse whisper, "Good Lord!"
"What's the matter, baby?" asked Lucia, grinning. "Gettin' to ya?"
"That's the dirtiest thing I ever saw," she said, then added in a faint whisper, "But damn… is it ever exciting!"
"Wanna try it?"
"Oh no, Lucia! I couldn't let myself into that kind of thing."
"Some afternoon?" Lucia coaxed. "Just you and me and Sam?"
Faith quickly glanced around to see if any of the others were looking at her. When she was sure all eyes but hers and Lucia's were staring at Sam and Bess, she turned back to Lucia, looking hungrily into her smiling eyes as she furtively nodded her head.
On the couch, Sam's tongue now hung from his panting mouth, drooling saliva onto Bess' naked back as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. His back was arching and straightening with incredible speed, his hunching ass pistoning back and forth so fast that it was impossible to tell where it was at any particular point. A fast-shuttered camera might have been able to catch the dog's ass in one spot, but not the human eye. It was a frantic, lightning swift motion, a blur of movement.
Bess was near out of her mind. An incoherent jumble of sounds poured from her mouth. She whimpered and cried, then laughed shrilly and rubbed her face back and forth into the cushion. Both hands now at her head, she alternated between pulling her hair and slapping the couch, like a wrestler pinned to the mat and suffering greatly.
Then she froze, her mouth and eyes wide open and staring out blankly into the room. "OH GOD…! OH GOD!" She yelled, and began trembling from head to toe.
Panting like a steam engine straining up the side of Pike's Peak, Bess shuddered uncontrollably through a long, drawn out orgasm of unbelievable intensity. Finally, at the end, her eyeballs rolling about in their sockets, and moaning as if she were dying, Bess slumped forward onto the couch, breaking her union with the dog's long, skinny dick. She lay there whimpering and jerking as Sam poked urgently at her butt with his nose, trying to get her up into position so he could finish.
"Oh Lordy!" It was Tanya, on her feet and hurrying over to the couch. In a frenzy of lust, she hooked her hands behind Bess and rolled her off the couch. Before Bess thudded to the floor, Tanya leaped on the couch and took her place, kneeling and pushing her ass back at Sam. "Hurry, Sam… Hurry," Tanya hissed.
There was no licking this time, no preliminaries. Neither woman nor dog needed them. Both were raging with lust, raw animal need. Tanya's human intelligence was for the moment lost to her, a superficial thing that had buckled under to the more basic and universal strength of the urge for sexual fulfillment. The sounds she made as Sam mounted and rammed his hot cock deep into her belly were prehuman in origin, animalistic, snarls, grunts.
"Look at 'em go! Jesus… Look at 'em!" Buck shouted.
The jolly black giant was no longer jolly. The jungle blood of his ancestors beat like a throbbing tom-tom at his temples. His thick cock stood hard and black, weeping clear fluid from the pouting mouth at the tip of his glans. Boom, boom, boom went his heart, pumping the blood out through his massive body at a frenzied rate. With each beat of his heart the big penis jerked and swayed, demanding and drawing his attention to his burning need for copulation. "Now," he hissed, "now!" and jumped to his feet, catching the chair as he rose and flinging it to bounce off the wall behind him. He turned toward Faith, his cock slapping her in the face with a splat.
Faith stared at the sturdy black cock, at the heavy bag of swaying balls between his legs. The lewd scene with the dog had set her loins to burning hotter than they ever had in her life. Her nostrils were flared, her breathing labored. With a guttural groan she reached out for Buck's ebony genitals. One small white hand cupped his nuts and rolled them about as the other gripped the base of his organ and held it still. She rubbed her cheek against the bulging head of Buck's cock, then moaned and opened her mouth wide to take the next inevitable step.
Boyd saw it all. His wife, panting and eager, willingly bending forward and kissing the black cock she gripped so lightly. He felt light-headed, and feared that at any moment he might faint away. It was horrible to see Faith kissing and licking at that nigger dick. The sight was pure torture for Boyd. Faith was wild for it, that was plain for all to see. But the worst part was not Faith's reaction. It was his. Boyd thrilled at his wife wanting Buck. She was going to screw the nigger. Boyd knew there was nothing he could do to stop it happening.
But he didn't want to stop it. Had he held a gun in his hand he still would not have tried to stop it. His mind reeled, shouting, "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her," inside his head. He wanted to watch it, to see the expression on his wife's face as that huge black cock spread her cunt more than it had ever been spread before and disappeared up into her white belly. He didn't have long to wait.
Faith had the head of Buck's dick in her mouth and was licking and sucking loudly. Her eyes were shut, her cheeks hollowed. Her expression said that what she was doing thrilled the hell out of her inhibited, lily-white Southern mind. She slurped wetly as Buck shoved away her mouth.
"Let's fuck," Buck said, reaching out and picking her up with his hands under her armpits. He lifted her from the chair like a child, and raised her up till her eyes looked down at him. "You ready, baby?"
Faith's eyes devoured him. "Yes," she whispered. Then her legs went out and clamped around his body, pulling her crotch up against his chest. Her ankles locked at the small of his back, her toes curling under and her heels pressing into his buttocks. "Shit yes, Daddy. Give it to me! Give me that big black cock! Lower me down and impale me with it!"
Buck grinned up at Faith, lowering her slowly and letting her wet cunt catch and jerk along his chest and stomach. Finally he felt the warmth of her cunt pressing over the head of his dick. He stopped there, holding the trembling white girl still, savoring the tight fit of her outer lips around his glans.
"Go on," she urged Buck. "Let me down over it!"
"Faith, you silly little honky. Don't you know this is gonna ruin you for white cock for the rest of your life? After I get through with you, that husband of yours won't be able to touch either side of your pussy with that little peter of his."
"I don't care, Buck," Faith moaned. "Fuck me. I've got to have it right now!"
"You gonna have it, baby… stuck clear up to your tits!" Buck grunted, suddenly releasing her to lower herself down onto his cock.
She sank down only a fraction of an inch, wincing in pain and throwing her arms about his neck. "Oh God… Buck? It's too big for me! It won't go in… it hurts!"
"Relax your legs. You got it all tensed up." He cupped the cheeks of her ass. "Let loose your legs. I got you now, you won't fall."
Fearfully, she did as he said, unlocking her ankles and letting her calves slide down the backs of his legs. Her pussy relaxed and took in half of his massive organ. Faith's breath sucked in harshly, and she stopped her descent by clamping her heels on the insides of his calves. She gaped wild-eyed at him, her mouth hanging open and gasping for air, her tits jiggling and swaying as they rose and fell rapidly.
"Good so far?"
"Yesss… Christ yes!"
"Git the rest of it, baby. It's the best part!"
Little by little, Faith gingerly let herself down around Buck's black stanchion, sighing and moaning as her face mirrored the pure delight of being filled so thoroughly.
"Oh, Buck… darling man!"
"A little more, baby. There's a little more. Take it all."
Though she doubted it would be possible, since the head of his cock was already nudging her womb, Faith licked her lips and nodded, then closed her eyes and eased down against the hot knob. Nothing happened for a second. Then, very slowly, her uterus began to give way, slipping farther up into her body and elongating her vagina to take the rest of Buck's prick inside.
She shuddered and cried out, "Oh… oh… oh," over and over.
"Is it hurtin' you too much, Faith?" Buck asked.
She wouldn't answer until the lips of her cunt were pressing into the coarse hair surrounding the base of his cock. Then she groaned mournfully and rocked back, keeping only their loins together as her upper body angled out away from his. She opened her eyes and smiled up at his face, holding on with her hands clasped behind his neck. "It doesn't hurt… not now. Oh Lord, Buck. I never knew… never knew."
"What's that?" Buck asked, not really giving a damn now that she had the full length of his organ up inside her warm belly.
"Like this… I never knew it could be this good. What a man… what a wonderful man!"
Buck turned loose of her ass and let her hang. He walked around the table with her like that for the others' voyeuristic benefit, then sat down on the floor and lay back, leaving Faith sitting astride his loins with his cock planted to the hilt up inside her heaving belly. "Go at it, baby. Nothin' gives me greater pleasure than to see a white Southern wife bouncing her ass up and down on my cock right before her husband's eyes."
"Boyd doesn't mind," she said sultrily, glancing over to the table and catching his eye. "He's been waiting all evening to see this. Haven't you, darling?" she asked, gazing brazenly into her husband's eyes.
"Don't be so cruel," Buck said mirthfully. "You're gettin' more and more like Lucia."
"Come over here, Boyd," Faith ordered, ignoring Buck's remark and beginning to move her cunt up and down over his big cock. "I want you to get a good look. Come on!"
Boyd pushed back his chair and got tremblingly to his feet, then walked over and stood beside them.
"You've got a hard-on, Boyd," Faith said, grinning as she raised a little higher and then sank slowly back down till the black dick was once more gone from sight.
Boyd shifted uneasily, looking down at his dick as if to see if his wife's accusation was accurate.
"Watch us, Boyd. Look at it," Faith urged hotly.
Boyd lowered his eyes. Buck's big cock could not be seen at all. Faith's pussy had it all. Their pubic hair was all he could see of either of their genitals. Sex-wet pubic hair, curly and coarse and tangled together where they joined. Then Faith began to rise up very slowly, sighing as she exposed more and more of the slick, glistening black cock for Boyd to look at. And, he looked. He couldn't tear his eyes away. Up she came, until at least six inches of black pole showed between their loins. His wife's cunt lips were distended tautly around the thick shaft, as if her pussy was sucking reluctantly at the loss, fighting to retain the monster cock within her body. Her clinging cunt lips climbed higher up the pole. The crown at the back of the swollen glans came suddenly into view.
Hesitating there undecidedly, Faith studied Boyd's face. His expression was one of pure agony. She smiled the same evil smile she'd seen Lucia flash earlier in the evening, knowing that Boyd both hated and loved the sight she was presenting him with. The knowledge spurred her on. Something deep within her longed to cause Boyd discomfort, to humiliate him in front of the others, to degrade and dominate him. She twitched her cunt around Buck's glans, then tightened down and expelled it from her as she raised on up to her knees.
"Squat down and get your face up close, honey. Take a good look at me."
As if it were the natural thing for him to obey, Boyd squatted beside them and leaned over Buck, bracing himself on the far side of Buck's hips and moving his face up close to Faith's pussy. His face contorted. He groaned aloud at the sight. His wife's cunt lips were puffy and swollen, parting and standing wide open. Her smaller inner lips also were swollen, and colored a fiery red with passion. He gawked up into her gaping hole and whimpered.
"Is that the way you like to see it, darling?" Faith asked sweetly.
Boyd nodded dumbly, still looking hotly up into her cunt.
"You want to kiss it? Come on, Boyd, and stick your tongue up in it," Faith taunted, undulating her hips up to his mouth.
Boyd backed away and looked up into her face. His eyes pleaded for her to give up the sadistic game.
"If you don't kiss it, I may have to quit fucking Buck. I don't feel right about it. Maybe if you took his cock in your hand and gave it to me…"
Automatically his hand went out and grasped the thick black cock, bending it toward Faith's pussy.
"That's nice, Boyd. It makes me feel better about the whole thing, just to know you approve. There's one more thing though… Buck's dick and my pussy should be married to make it really okay. In fact, I insist on it. You can perform the ceremony for us, darling."
Boyd didn't understand what she wanted. He looked up questioningly into his wife's face.
"Give us your blessing, darling. Kiss my cunt."
Though he knew Faith was making a fool of him, Boyd couldn't resist doing as she asked. He bent his head and brought his mouth up to her yawning cunt, pursing his lips and pressing them into her warm opening. The urge to lick up inside her, where the black cock had been, was too strong. His tongue shot up into her vagina and licked in a circle. Then he groaned and pulled his mouth away.
"Yes. Now give Buck your blessing. Kiss the head of his penis." Boyd stared up at her grinning face. She meant it! He turned to face the black cock and stopped, shaking his head in refusal. That was too much. He would not do it. Hands pressed suddenly at the back of his head, pushing his open mouth down around Buck's big glans. His tongue swept twice around the warm, velvety head of Buck's dick before he thought to jerk free. The taste of cock lingered hauntingly on his tongue as Boyd resumed his squatting position beside his wife and her black stud.
"Now, Boyd. You watch, honey. Watch close, 'cause I'm gonna give this lovely black stallion the wildest ride you ever saw," Faith cooed.
And she began to make good her promise. Smiling at her husband and looking him in the eye, Faith reached under her pelvis and took Buck's cock. Gripping it with both hands, one at the base and the other far enough above to leave a band of black showing between her white hands, Faith descended with a sigh, and formed her cunt lips over the bulging black glans. She hovered there, with only part of the cock's head imbedded within her tautly stretched lips.
The twitching of Boyd's lower lip and the pained expression that came over his staring face excited Faith. She teased him by moaning and rolling her hips about, bending Buck's penis around in a little circular motion. Pulling almost out of contact, she caressed the tip and watched Boyd's face as her cunt lips slid up and down over the black glans.
Boyd couldn't stand it. Groaning, he leaned over and brought his mouth to Faith's pussy, kissing and licking both her soft cunt and the hard head of Buck's organ. His tongue darted rapidly about, tracing around the cock head as it followed the elliptical cunt. It worked between them and flicked at the eye of Buck's dick, with Faith's inner lips pressing warmly from the other side.
Then the cock was moving away. For a second Boyd was torn by indecision. He wanted to kiss them both at the same time, as they touched together. Now that was impossible. Faith was pushing the black cock up toward Buck's abdomen, taking it away from him, teasing him. Planting a quick kiss on his wife's cunt, Boyd followed the cock like it was a powerful magnet. Without hesitation he placed his hands over Faith's and pulled the dick back upright. His mouth opened and took in the exposed portion, letting the hot black head snuggle into the tissue at the back of his throat as his lips pressed against Faith's hand.
She watched it for a moment, licking at her own lips as her husband sucked at Buck's dick. Then she took his face in her hands and pulled him up. He looked so guilty – like a little boy caught doing something wrong.
"Faith? Faith, I…"
"It's all right, darling," she whispered, and kissed him.
He smiled weakly, then backed away to his squatting position to see the action at close range.
Buck was impatient as hell. "Come on, baby, get with it. I thought you wanted to fuck. Looks like the most important thing to you is puttin' on a good show for hubby."
"I want him to see it. It excites him."
"Good! Then hop on and show him what it's all about. I'm excited pretty much, myself. If you don't put that tight little cunt around my dong right this minute, I'm gonna throw you on your back and give it to you rough as hell."
"Later, tiger. I'll tell you when," Faith said, smiling as she took his dick in one hand and brought it to her cunt. "Mmm," she sighed, wiggling down over the swollen head. Then she stopped, looking down into Buck's eyes and grinning. "You ready?"
"Ready and wai… uh, uhh, oouu! Yes, baby… oh yes!!"
Faith had dropped suddenly, taking the entire pole up into her tight vagina with one shuddering downward plunge. Her thighs and buttocks hit down onto Buck so hard the splat could be heard clear across the room. She perched there now, her hands clenched into fists and raised on either side of her head. Mouth hanging open and gasping for breath, she rocked to and fro, bending Buck's stony rod at the base and feeling its head massage deep up inside her guts.
It was good – so good! Never had she enjoyed such a deep and satisfying penetration. She sobbed aloud, clamped down the walls of her vagina tightly around the thick shaft, and fell forward to press her mouth to Buck's. Those thick lips: so warm, so soft, so pleasantly accepting her red lips and returning her passionate kiss.
"Mmm," she moaned into his mouth. "Oh, Buck… Daddy… Daddy."
She'd intended to tell him how wonderful his big, hot dick felt as it pushed the top end of her vagina up into her belly and lengthened her to fit him. It was marvelous how that had made her feel. She wanted to tell him about it, to let him know what a thrill it had been for her. She was even thinking of declaring that she loved him, for at that moment she did. No man, not Boyd or her father, either, had ever given her the utter bliss that Buck just had. How could she help but love such a magnificent man?
But he had stopped her words, very deliciously, very suddenly, by thrusting his tongue into her open mouth. She'd accepted it gratefully, mewling and licking at it and sucking and trying to pull it down into her stomach and make it meet the head of his pleasure-giving cock. His tongue in her mouth, stuck so far back that its tip licked down into her throat, his penis in her cunt, stuck so far up that it felt like the head was caressing the insides of her tits – bliss! Pure and unadulterated! Two of his organs in her, one at either end of her body, both hot and moving and stroking at her, and feeling so Goddamned good that Faith never wanted it to stop, never! Once again she tried to swallow his tongue and suck up his cock until they met and welded together at her very center, thereby fixing him within her for all time to come, joining their two bodies together inseparably.
It wouldn't work. She wailed a protest into his mouth at the callous injustice of it all, then pulled her mouth away and began riding him at a gallop, with the palms of her hands pressing on his chest and her tits swaying frantically above him.
"Hoo, uh, oh," she chanted hoarsely, staring down at his face and pumping her hips up and down over his loins for all she was worth. "Sweet man… sweet dick… big, hot, sweet dick," she groaned out loud, stopping suddenly and grinding her cunt down forcefully to savor the pulsing head in the depths of her guts.
She gritted her teeth and moaned, closing her eyes and lifting her hands from his chest to rear back on his cock. Little by little she reared farther back, angling her body down above his legs.
"Oh God," Faith whimpered. "Oh God!"
Stopping all intentional movement, Faith hung like that, with her head slumped and rolling back and forth on her shoulders. Her hands shot up and squeezed brutally into her soft tits. Her toes pulled down and curled against the bottoms of her feet. A sudden tremor swept over her entire being, making her body appear to jerk. She gasped, then began shuddering and sobbing brokenly, wailing out her orgasm in the vilest of gutter language.
When her climax receded, Faith heaved a deep sigh and broke into a smile, looking upside down at the wall behind her.
"Buck? You still there, Daddy?" she called.
"Can't you feel me?" he asked, his voice tinkling with laughter.
Breaking into a giggly laugh, Faith let her body slump down more and braced herself with the top of her head touching the floor. "Shit, man. I'm dead below the waist. Can't feel a thing down that way."
"Well I do!" he moaned. "Goddamn you, woman. Sit up. You're about to break my cock off inside you!"
She laughed again. "Mmmm! That'd be nice. Walking around like that ought to keep me coming all day!!"
"Cut'ta shit, baby. You're hurting me. Sit up."
Another giggle. "I don't believe you."
"Run your hand over your stomach," he said.
She did, moving it down sensually from her breast and stroking her skin along the way. Her hand stopped abruptly when she touched the bulge above her navel. Fingertips moved around quickly, testing and examining the hard half-globe. "My God!" Her head jerked up and she gawked down at her midsection. "You've ruptured me!"
Even though the pulled-down position of his cock ached beyond being funny, Buck couldn't help laughing, which made his dick ache all the more because of the jerks. "No, baby. You're not hurt. You just got me fish-hooked, that's all. That bulge is the head of my dick, trying to poke out through your belly."
"Yes… it is!" Faith said. "I can feel it now. Not bad, either," she muttered, rubbing her palm over the head of Buck's prick through her skin and flesh.