"But, lover – Cesar, oh…" the sex-hungry redhead gasped incoherently, not knowing who, or what or where she was. All she knew was that this powerfully demanding animal kiss was making her cunt literally churn with lust. Her hotly quivering thighs felt as if they were disintegrating, while the moisture of her passion trickled by the seeming cupful from her wildly tingling walls and trembling cunt lips to soak into her already thickly soaked red pubic hair.
Her hands seemed to be moving helplessly, wonderingly all over the dog's magnificent furry body as he stood there so motionlessly in the bath. Her tremulous breasts felt swollen to bursting and as if they were being caressed by hundreds of tiny hands. She sucked lingeringly all the while on his long, fluid tongue, all the time repeating to herself over and over again: no one will ever know, no one will ever know…
Her fingers reached down in the water to release the plug and send the water rushing down the drain. Her loins were so inflamed that she didn't see how she could wait a single second longer without going out of her mind. Especially now that Cesar was somewhat spruced up and smelled so fresh and clean. She hoped and supposed that it wouldn't take much to get him to lap at her cunt again. Maybe that would relieve some to the terrible tickling and itching in her loins… Oh God, what on earth was she thinking? But no, no, it was true. She would let him if he tried again. She just had to have some relief!
Rhonda was amazed and alarmed as the bath water ran out to discover just how masterfully hung her house guest was. It was one thing to be caressing his penis with her hands when it was partially concealed with lather and soapy water, but quite another to be seeing it without anything to obscure its powerful size.
For the moment she felt just the slightest fear – a fear of the sort natural to a virginal girl who is not quite sure that her snug, tender young insides are adequate to the task of receiving a full-sized, lust-engorged penis. She wanted to laugh out loud. At her age, to be as apprehensive as a sacrificial virgin!
Her hands reached for the panting German Shepherd and helped him to clamber over the edge of the tub, then watched him wildly spray water all over the bathroom as she shook himself in the center of the rug. She wasn't quite sure what she wanted of him, or what he wanted of her, or what they wanted of each other, but whatever it was, now was the time for it.
"Hurry, lover," she whispered, blowing warmly into one of his pointed ears until Cesar quivered with hot delight. "Hurry, come in here with me and let's lay down on my nice water bed. Let's see what we can do for each other. You've got to help me, Cesar, before I go crazy!" Her hands brushed fondly up and down along his sleek wet back, growing more urgent and excited by the minute. She had to get him to lick her cunt if it was the last thing she ever did! No one would ever know!
"Hurry, darling!" she moaned, moving swiftly to the door of her bedroom. Now that her mind was made up and she was spinning hopelessly over the edge of obscene and illicit desire, she was in no mood to wait a single second longer. She had fought mightily with all her willpower to resist this forbidden thing, whatever it was, but it was no use. She had her needs and they were driving her mad, and felt totally willing to give in now that she had adequately rationalized away her depravity. She decided that her sanity was at stake, and consequently, almost any debauchery was justified in her mind. She had to save her mental health in order to continue living from day to day. After all, it was completely Bob's fault, the dirty wretch, for leaving her alone with nothing to think about except their wedding plans and her sexual needs. "In here, quickly."
The full-bodied young woman held the bathroom door open for Cesar, then closed it tightly behind him. The big dog stared at the television set that still hummed with the roll call from the fifty states, and then he paused at the edge of the water bed, not quite certain if that's what his new mistress meant for him to do.
"Come on, up, up…"
Rhonda found herself thrilling as she watched his powerful form moving about so God-like and forceful. Cesar was a law unto himself. He knew nothing about making a living or providing for her, or about real estate or anything else. He was just a marvelous animal who had been born for this moment and none other.
She didn't hesitate a minute, but moved quickly across the carpeted floor, her cheeks flushed with both excitement and anxiety. What on earth was she doing? Would she be able to look at herself in the mirror tomorrow? Oh God, did it even matter?
"Move over," she commanded, and he did so as she lay down on one side of the big waterbed. Then she raised up her knee and slowly inched her voluptuously proportioned body over toward the center of the gurgling bed. Cesar leaped joyously out of the way, clambering over her legs while she got herself into position.
At last! At last she was ready. This was action he could understand!
By now Rhonda's long milk-white legs were completely spread open in the center of the bed, and she allowed herself a luxury she hadn't had time to finish, pressing her two fingers in between her steaming wet cuntal lips and driving them deep inside her churning cunt until a stifled groan of desire broke from her lips that was like the sound of a great amen.
That was it, she thought dreamily as she gently pistoned her fingers in and out of her seeping cunt. This was what she had been waiting for. This was what all her unrequited passion had been building to. Hopefully, this time there would be no intrusion.
She tried to ready for him as she finger-fucked herself in a frenzy of satisfying lust. Why had she denied herself before. Why had she felt funny masturbating in front of the television screen? She couldn't remember now, and anyway, it didn't matter.
"Cesar… please… help me… do what you did before… please…"
But the handsome and dashing dog merely looked down at her with a superior air, appearing to be waiting for something. What was it? What more did he need?
"Lick me," she blurted out blatantly, surrendering. "Lick my cunt."
The big dog appeared to laugh, and then his head inclined and he moved forward between her scissor-opened legs. With a single long, swiping movement, his snout went down and forward, and then his tongue was snaking out lizard-like and whipping through the moist wet furrow of her vulnerably spread cunt, ripping her soul to shreds.
"Aaarrrggghhh," she groaned, her beautiful red-tressed head flailing backwards, her pelvis region thrusting upward to meet his ardent tongue. She had done it now, debased herself – and it was wonderful! There was no need turning back. And in a sense she must have realized that from the first moment she felt her belly trembling when she gazed down into the dark limpid pools of his hot and sexy brown eyes. The rest had been courtship. She knew now that she wanted this thing – this marvelous thing – no matter how obscene or illicit it was. Indeed, the very forbiddenness of their situation added a measure of excitement that was exotic in the extreme. As the big dog's tongue lapped through her warmly seeping pussy slit, her glistening cuntal lips clung to it like a woman clutching at her lover. The rough texture of his tongue seemed to magnetically bind her tender cuntal folds to it.
And then Cesar did something that was so fiercely exciting and intoxicating it fairly took her breath away. For all of a sudden that fearful furry seducer drove his cold wet snout right up into her steaming pussy flesh, wedging it in as deeply as he could. Then when he'd done that he began punctuating his snout in and out of her convulsing cunt with a savagely swift, staccato-like movement.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she screamed. "What are you doing to me?" she demanded to know as he punched his snout in and out between her legs with machine-gun like thrusts. This was wild, crazy. He left her with no room to alter, cajole or implore. This was just the most furious, wonderful rape of her loins she'd ever encountered. The mind-drugging, soul-dredging tattoo of his snout banging back and forth against her vulnerable and open cunt sent her half way towards her orgasm before she knew what hit her.
Rhonda had never had any experience like this before. Usually Bob made love to her very affectionately before he even considered putting his thick, blood-swollen cock into her cunt. But this brutish animal was actually raping her with his nose! And she was loving every minute of it!
Frantic with desire, she gripped his ears wildly and tried to drag his face all the way up inside her. And all the while she was moaning as if she were delirious with fever.
"Oh, oh, daaarrrllling!" she crooned, her head flailing from side to side and her long red hair flying madly around the pillow. This was totally the most mind-splitting experience she'd ever had. His snout was pumping in and out of her loins like an oil driller, making her lust spiral higher and higher with each lewd bestial thrust. She could feel the bristly hairs all around his handsome jaw, whisking in and out of her cunt as if they were going to rip her to pieces. But the pain didn't matter. Nothing did. There was only this wonderful feeling in her loins which had turned her body to jelly. Only that mattered and nothing else.
Rhonda knew she was acting like a depraved whore, with her pelvis gyrating obscenely over the stray dog's crazily raping snout, but she didn't care. "Yesssss," she hissed over and over, not even conscious of what she was saying. The passion-drugged redhead squirmed and twisted voluptuously on the bed and thrashed her body all over her lover-dog's face like a woman gone mad, heaving her firmly mounded breasts up and back with primeval desire. The needs of her flesh had taken complete control, shoving all other considerations far into the background.
The eager German Shepherd whimpered with growing need, feeling his new mistress responding beneath him. Occasionally when she glanced downwards she could glimpse his thickening red penis slipping ever so slightly more from its well-concealed sheath, the tiniest drop of milk-white sperm glistening in its red beveled tip.
A savage shudder of pure desire rippled through Rhonda's hopeless turned on flesh. She was almost there now, and the sight of her furry lover's enormous penis forced her still higher. The sheer eroticism of her mad situation made her feel giddy to the point of weightlessness. Here she was, lying on her own bed in her own bedroom, being ruthlessly fucked by a dog! But it didn't matter. The terrible, frustrating tingle in her loins was being swamped by other equally tormenting sensations. And here was the means, secret and discreet, for satisfying her lewd desires.
Her hotly seeping red-fringed pussy seemed to be carried away on a tide of sensuality. "Cesar!" she panted breathlessly. "That's it, darling! OH, baby!" But the sounds of her gasping throat came like a choking gurgle, so that she herself couldn't even identify the strange sounds coming out of her mouth.
Her smoky, lust-glazed eyes peered down at her handsome canine lover through a veil of lewd and lascivious yearning. Then her eyes glazed as wave after wave of unbearable pleasure inundated her pleasure-starved loins. A spot of licentious saliva appeared on her burning crimson lips. Every move of the muscular animal waxing so hungrily between the shivering legs made her thighs feel like water. All of her flesh seemed to have disintegrated with weakness and the sheer force of her passion. There was raging conflagration within her hair-fringed cunt that dominated her soul totally and without mercy. Frenetic sensations of pure desire seemed to be ripping her apart.
"Darling… oh good… that's it… ohhhh… ohhhh, make your mistress happy…" she tremblingly thrilled beneath his lavish nasal fucking. Her pussy was so moist and flowing with passion she was afraid she might faint from sheer joy.
And then he went back to licking her again. Rhonda uttered a mindless little cry of pure heaven as her canine darling's long, thick tongue suddenly snaked out, curling wetly at its tip as it searchingly splayed open the fervid, sensitive lips of her lasciviously waiting cunt. And then before she could get her head back together, Cesar had laved his way all the way down to the very mouth of her lust-inflamed pussy, separating wetly the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing with a scorching heat upward and in between the swollen lips, and then finishing with an agonizingly electrifying twist at the delicate little bud of her already hotly vibrating clitoris!
Rhonda gurgled like a baby, out of her mind with ecstasy. "Aaaarrrgggmmurfffgghhh…" This was unlike any other feeling in the world. She wanted to burn up in it! Pressing her fingers into his soft furry crown, she goaded him on as his lewdly lapping tongue assaulted her most secretive inner recesses. Again and again the handsome brute repeated his burning lingual caress, dragging gasps of pure lasciviousness from the sex-intoxicated woman. His obscenely stroking tongue splayed through the widespread crevice of her shivering white thighs, singeing her exposed and vulnerable loins which were humping so lewdly up into his face, her soft, sparse-curled pubic mound seething with primitive sexual debauchery.
By now Cesar's erotic lapping of her blazing cunt had left Rhonda no better than a gibbering, whimpering idiot, wild to feel every last stroke of that long artful tongue of her crazy-mad to know every last thrilled mind-bending sensation that flowed from his electrified tip. Cesar's furry head was pursuing her pussy with an adoration she had never known from her own fiancee.
As for the German Shepherd, he was going wild with desire himself. His enormous cock, red and angry-looking, was now fully exposed and bobbing gently with lewd intent. And if he hadn't been well trained by someone long gone to work his mistresses up to fever pitch, he would have done as he wished and sunk the entire bone-hard rod of his cock deep into her, right to the hilt.
But he knew from vast experience what to do and he did it ruttishly, his long wet tongue slavering through her red-curling pussy hair, then up in scroll-form through her eagerly responding cuntal flesh to flick artfully at the ecstasy-drenched clitoris at Rhonda's cream-white thighs shivered with longing.
The lustful scent of her loins made the dog's sensitive nostrils flare, and he lapped at her loins with increasing urgency, drawing up all of the tender hair-fringed folds and then letting them slap back again like liquid rubber. The moist pink flanges quivered with expectancy, tremulous with desire for him, as the German Shepherd's heart beat frantically and his penis felt as if it were bursting.
"You darling…" she hissed mindlessly, lost in a lust-drugged fit. "That's it, lap my cunt… oh, oh, you sweet baby… that's it…" She murmured endearments through passion-clenched teeth, her slender white neck straining, her hips pumping upward into his face, and her long legs thrashing. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her beautiful head lolled from side to side on the pillow, rolling all of her long red hair back and forth over her milky smooth shoulders. A tiny blue vein throbbed ardently in her temple as all of her mature lust-ridden body gave itself over to pure sensuality. The sheer exquisite joy of having her loins ransacked by this handsome animal was incomparable.
"Darling! Ohhh… love me to death! Lick me… oh God, I'm dying… God… don't stop… oh… oh… Rhonda will cum in a minute lover… don't stop… faster… faster… lick my cunt… oh… God… you're… Ohhhhhh… BABEEEEEE!"
All the nerve endings in her sex-taut body seemed to be shrieking out for completion… but only… only the most wonderful blinding orgasm… would… ohhhh… ohhhh… ohhhh…
Rhonda had never known the equal of this lewd, feverish sensation which had made such a furnace of her belly. The fluid cuntal channel between her legs that became a raging rivulet at floodtide. The full, sensually swollen mounds of her breasts felt as if they were bursting with milk. Each time he lapped through her hair-fringed pussy, her belly convulsed with new lust.
Her groans deepened with each long drawn-out lap of her cunt, mingling with the lewd liquid noises of his tongue between her legs, and filling the bedroom in a crescendo of carnal release. With one elbow, the wildly groaning redhead raised herself momentarily to watch her animal-lover, then fell backward again with a happy sigh. Her feverish brain had become a blank to everything except his tongue, and her breathing now came ragged, sharply punctuated gasps. She was trapped by an obscene emotion that had no name. Then there was a swift, whooshing intake of her breath, as Cesar's irresistibly searching tongue splurted out between her widely spread buttocks to worm its way up between her tingling ass cheeks to her snug little anal mouth, where it lewdly burrowed in as deep as it could!
The voluptuously proportioned redhead was wracked with agony as she twisted and turned on the waterbed that lifted and bounced like a ship on winter seas. Her molten hot breasts heaved sensuously from side to side. Blissfully the dog's tongue continued splaying open the hotly welcoming flesh – then lunging in a maddening invading curl all the way up into the primitively clutching heat of her craving pussy! "Aaaaaarrrggghhh!"
Rhonda moaned with anguish, a moan that seemed not to have any ending. Her entire cuntal regions spasmed with burning energy like an exploding sun, and opening her sex-drugged eyes to feed lustfully on the obscene spectacle of Cesar's tongue lapping so madly between her shivering white thighs only served to increase the maddening quiver of her belly. She groaned giddily, everything inside her struggling for the climax that was just out of reach. Her hotly smoldering flesh seemed to be burning up in its own juices with each maddening lick and flick of the strange German Shepherd's well-trained tongue!
Cesar licked deliriously, whining the whole time, his tongue lashing her naked flesh like a whip, penetrating deeply through the warm, moist hair-fringed folds between her obscenely bucking thighs. He slavered thirstily in her ever-flowing cuntal secretions, adoring her melodious sighs and moans and groans as they broke about his head in a tidal wave of encouragement. And yet his ruttish instincts clamored for still more! Consequently, he abruptly discontinued his lapping of her steaming loins and backed away from her on his hairy haunches. Rhonda wailed with anguish, gasped and drew herself up on her elbows, her long red hair trailing out in back of her on the pillows, her eyes humid and smoky with lust. Her abandoned pussy folds clutched hungrily after the swiftly departing tongue, but it was no use. He was gone.
"Cesar! Darling, what have I done? Where are you going? Please don't stop!"
But the big German Shepherd didn't appear to be listening to her any longer, despite her promising words. His eyes blazing with animal desire, he continued backing away on the bed… until she saw it! His huge, upraised red animal penis, completely exposed and glistening lewdly in its blood-filled rigidity!