The massive brute came bounding out of the cage, his iron-hard prick bouncing against his belly and his powerful body quivering with excitement. Having just received his first blow-job, the Great Dane felt just like an old dog that has learned a new trick. He mounted Melanie from the front, clinging to her shoulders with his front legs and fucking his cock into her mouth. She giggled and mouthed his cockmeat.
She wasn't worried that he might shoot in her mouth again, and have nothing left for her cunt, because she knew from experience that a dog always took a lot longer to come the second time. That was one of the benefits of sucking them off before fucking them, if she was in the mood for a sustained fucking.
The dog's prick went into her mouth dripping and came out slathered with saliva. She sucked avidly as he withdrew, and she coiled her hot tongue around as he fucked in. But his cock began to swell and throb and she knew she had better get it up her cunt pretty soon, just in case he was one of the rare dogs that come fast twice.
She pulled her lips away from his elongated cockhead, gave it a parting kiss, and turned away.
The dog cocked an ear.
Melanie hiked her ass up and pushed her foaming crotch into his face.
The Great Dane took a lick, then yelped with joy as he realized what was required of him. He mounted her as he would have a bitch. His big, dynamic prick fucked into her cunt. It was by far the biggest cock that Melanie had ever encountered and, for a terrible moment, the sex-crazed girl was afraid that the animal's cock was not going to fit up her cunt – that, having found this meaty masterpiece, she was not going to be able to accommodate it! And, even worse – if she could not take a Great Dane's prick, how could she ever manage the wolfhound's cockmeat? But then his bright-red cockhead slipped into her fuck slot.
The beast arched his back, trembling, hindquarters tucking in, tail underslung, forelegs clinging to her haunches as he fucked the full length of his cock up her pussy. Melanie gave a little cry of bliss and the dog rumbled in his throat. Then he began to fuck her with fast fuck-strokes, ramming his cock up her cunt with energetic lunges, whipping it back out violently and then fucking in with another savage assault that filled her pussy full of cockmeat.
Melanie had never been so full of cock.
She felt her vital organs being bumped about by his cockhead. She looked down her body, past her bouncing tits, half expecting to see the outline of the dog's prick, making a furrow up her stomach. His cock-knob was like a lump of white-hot iron, pushing into the center of her body and his stalk was like a heated crowbar filling her cunt. He was fucking in so deeply that she thought the head of his cock might come pushing up into her mouth, that – shooting in her cunt – his jism would fill her mouth again. His cock was so big that it was making her eyes water – and she loved it! Melanie slammed her ass back to meet his fuck-thrusts and his balls whacked into her crotch like the clapper of a bell, ringing out a dull peal of passion, sounding carnal chimes. As she felt that huge ball sac slap against her, she was thrilled by the solid weight, knowing that his balls were once again full of cum and that when he shot his wad her cunt would be hosed by a mighty geyser of dog-cum.
Faster and faster, the Great Dane poured the prick to her.
Melanie was at the crest, and holding steady, waiting for the dog to come with her. She began to whimper and moan. Her face turned from side to side, curly hair tumbling over her brow, eyes narrowed and sensual lips trembling as she fought to hold back her climax, to hold herself at the delicious peak.
Then the dog filled her cunt with cum.
The girl wailed with ecstasy and let her pent-up climax burst free, and wave after wave of sensation rippled through her loins while the Great Dane fucked merrily away, emptying his cock and balls in her cunt. She felt as if her whole body was dissolving, as if her blood and bones and brains had all turned to cunt juice and flowed into her pussy.
At long last, the dog stopped pumping his prick into her and clung, panting, to her haunches.
Melanie squirmed around a bit longer, grinding out the last sparks of her desire and dousing the flames with foamy cunt juice.
When she looked up, she saw Ralph standing there.
She felt that she should be embarrassed, but she wasn't. Getting fucked by a Great Dane was so wonderful that she didn't give a damn what anyone else thought of her. And, even as she was still coupled to the brute, the naughty dog lover was already speculating on when she would get a crack at Arabelle's Irish wolfhound.
Ralph Skinner, she knew, was going to prove to be an invaluable acquaintance to a girl like her…
They came to an agreement.
Once a week, Melanie came to the kennels, fucked Ralph, and chose a dog to borrow for the week. There was a constantly changing supply of dogs, as owners collected them and other owners left new ones, and Melanie was getting a lovely selection and variety.
She even became fond of Ralph who, for a human, was a good fuck and had a charming prick, and Melanie even began to look forward to her weekly fuck from him. It made a nice change. She was getting all the dog-cock that a girl could ask for – except for a wolfhound. No matter how good the other brutes were as lovers, Melanie still found herself longing for the attentions of Arabelle's huge hound.
Her playmate of the week was a Dalmatian, and he was a lovely animal. But after Melanie had fucked him a few times, she decided to pay a visit to Arabelle. She was in the mood to suck some cunt – and, as always, she entertained the fervent hope that she might find herself left alone with Hercules.
As she left her apartment, Melanie found herself confronted by a remarkable sight.
Just across the corridor, a lovely female ass was hiked up before her. Melanie stopped to admire that ass – and the crotch below it, as well. The ass was shaped like a heart and the crotch was sheathed in a tiny bikini and, because the girl was bending over, her short skirt had drawn up, revealing those lovely contours completely.
Then the girl straightened up.
She had put down a bundle in order to unlock the door of her apartment, then stooped over to pick the bundle up again, which was why her ass and crotch had been on display just as Melanie came out of her own apartment, to be greeted by the tantalizing sight.
Melanie had known that a new tenant was due to move in across the hall. She was delighted to see that the new tenant was such a pretty girl with such a nice ass.
She stopped to introduce herself.
The girl's name was Barbara, she told Melanie, and she was eighteen years old. This was her very first apartment of her own and she was excited about it, but a little afraid that she would be lonely. But she didn't look as if she would ever need to be lonely, because she was really a gorgeous girl.
Barbara was a honey blonde with wide blue eyes and huge tits. Her legs were shapely and the bikini-clad crotch between them, Melanie had already noticed, was divine.
Naturally, Melanie wondered if Barbara would like to have her cunt sucked. But of course she could not come right out and ask such an indelicate question until she knew the girl better.
"Why don't you stop over for a cup of coffee and a chat, after you get settled in?" Melanie asked.
"Thank you – I'd like that," Barbara said. You'll like what I want to do to your pussy, too, Melanie thought, smiling with expectation. She gave Barbara's lush body another glance, not too obvious – but not to subtle, either – and then went on down to visit Arabelle.
Inspired by the prospect of sucking off the blonde girl, Melanie was more eager than ever to tongue some cunt and she hoped that Arabelle was feeling nice and horny.
But Melanie was disappointed.
Just as she came to Arabelle's apartment, the sexy, hot-crotched divorcee came out, with Hercules on a leash.
If Melanie's disappointment showed, Arabelle didn't seem to notice it or care about it.
"I'm just going to take Hercules for a walk, Melanie," she said. "Why don't you come by later on?"
"Yeah, sure," the disappointed girl agreed. Arabelle moved past her.
Melanie turned to look at her fine ass, then at the huge balls jammed like balloons between the big Irish wolfhound's hind legs. She wanted that wonderful hound more than anything in the world, yearned to have that massive dog-prick churning her cunt to foam.
Then the redhead turned back.
"Oh, I meant to tell you, Melanie – I'll be going on vacation next week," she said.
Melanie's heart fluttered.
Trying to sound normal, she said: "Are you taking Hercules with you, or leaving him at the kennels?"
"I'll have to leave him," Arabelle said.
Melanie felt a rush of pure joy in her heart and a pulse of pure lust in her cunt.
"I'm going to a riding academy for the week," Arabelle said, "and they don't allow dogs there."
"Yes. Well, I'm sure that he will be looked after well at the Quality Kennels," Melanie said. And she knew damn well that it was going to be true.
Arabelle smiled and walked on with the wolfhound padding along beside her, his prick bobbing up and down like a divining rod searching for hidden water.
Melanie, disappointed that she wasn't going to be eating Arabelle's cunt until laterРbut absolutely thrilled at the prospect of fucking the wolfhound soonРwent back to her own apartment.
She was in an excited mood.
Melanie was feeling horny as hell, her passion inspired by anticipation of fucking Hercules.
She considered sucking the Dalmatian's prick up into another hard-on and fucking him again. But she didn't really feel like it. She had already fucking him plenty that morning and, with the prospect of having the Irish wolfhound in the near future, the Dalmatian, nice as he was, no longer held much charm for her.
Then she remember the new neighbor.
It was a mouth-watering thought and she hoped that Barbara would stop by – and prove agreeable.
Melanie hadn't quite decided how to go about seducing the blonde girl. As it turned out, she didn't have to. The Dalmatian did it for her…