He moved slowly, hesitantly, toward the source of the disturbance, as was his training. With careful, deliberate steps, he padded down the carpeted hallway from his younger mistress's bedroom; he had returned there when the young blonde human had raced out in tears, leaving him alone to decipher the mysteries of human behavior. But now there was something new to claim all his attention, and being the sharply intuitive and obedient animal that he was, Matthew turned a}l of his senses into whatever task he was ordered to carry out, not sparing even a fraction of his uncannily keen mind or his superbly-muscled body. Now there was a signal sounding in the back of his brain, an alarm that was triggered at the first faint muffled sound of distress that seemed to come from his older mistress's quarters. He paused not more than a few yards from her partially-opened doorway, taut and tensely-alert, waiting for the next sound that would mean the difference between a false alarm and a snarling, all-out attack in defense of his new human … but this time he could relax, for in a couple of seconds, the door opened wider and his mistress emerged with the male human she had introduced him to a few nights ago. There was trouble, something wrong between them, but Matt could sense that she was in no danger. Quietly, unseen in the shadows of the hallway, he stood unobtrusively as the two humans bustled from the room, both of them flushed with emotion, their voices shrill and painful to his sensitive canine hearing. His dog eyes widened as his mistress stepped from the darkened bedroom into the light of the corridor … she was naked, completely without the clothes he had guessed were always a part of humans. He had seen his younger mistress nearly unclothed on several occasions, and he had guessed at the white smooth hairless loveliness of her flesh as it must have looked beneath her sheer night garments, but never had he seen a human this way. Matthew felt a strange, yet powerful, awareness begin to kindle beneath his powerful furry flesh, a weird and exciting knowledge that had somehow come to him out of nowhere – the comprehension that this human, his mistress, was a female in every sense of the word, as much for him as for this man she seemed to fight with even now. It was as if a whole new world had opened up for him, as much a bounty of new and wonderful experiences as when he left that basement home at the store and came to live here with his new mistresses in a world filled with color and sounds and scents.
He watched in rapt attentiveness as his red-haired mistress hurried down the corridor away from him; her human male friend seemed unsure of himself, something an animal like Matthew would be quick to sense. They spoke a few words, less in anger than in frustration, and his mistress, still unclothed, closed the door behind him, staying behind it to hide her nakedness from the street outside. Matt was still there in the carpeted corridor when Kate Barrett returned. He watched her as she moved toward him – she had not seen him yet – and his eyes bugged out from their sockets as he took in every inch of her soft white nakedness; he had never looked at a human in this way, nor even thought of it. A strange newfound warmth crept over him at the realization that his mistress's nakedness was no different from the sensual offerings of a female dog in heat! This beautiful woman, this human female, was burning up with that peculiar heat of unfulfilled lust!
«Matt! What on earth are you doing here in the hall? I thought you were outside! Goodness, and me running around here without a stitch on. Oh well, I don't suppose it matters to you, does it, big boy?» Kate Barrett walked to where the husky male animal sat resting on his powerful haunches; later, much later, she would recall that she felt a lingering shiver of exhibitionistic pleasure from the longing look he gave her with his soulful brown eyes. «Oh, Lucy has taken your collar off again. Where on earth could it be this time?» She wandered aimlessly about her daughter's room, trying painfully not to think of those last disastrous moments with Jerry – she had lost control of herself this time, allowed the hurtful truth to slip from her lips in sheer desperation. Kate Barrett knew he would never be back again and that failed to disturb her greatly, not as much as she would have guessed; what really bothered was the punishing agony of her sexual frustration, a surging pool of hot molten liquid in the pit of her belly that threatened to consume her alive, like some vicious parasite. Before, at least, she had Jerry, for all his inadequacies and failures as a man … now there was no one. And it was that nagging awareness that Kate Barrett felt at this moment with every ounce of her womanhood … the awful knowledge that she was again without a man.
«Oh, here it is, Matt,» she said lightly, her voice betraying her real emotion. «Come over here and let's get this on and I'll put you outside. It was awfully silly of Lucy to leave you inside like this. A house is no place for a big strong dog like you.» She leaned over him, uncomfortably aware that his brown male eyes had never left her nakedness for an instant, and reached around his neck to fasten his studded leather collar. «Here, I know you don't like this thing, but … Matthew!» Kate had jerked away reflexively from the sudden intrusion of warmly laving tongue across her bare thigh; but now she froze in that position, still half-bent-over, pondering the unthinkable … Was it intentional, or just some freakish accident? Could he possibly have done that knowingly? Is it possible ?
Slowly, cautiously, she edged closer once again until the huge dog's furry head was nearly cradled against her naked thighs. And again he did it! First the canine sniff, and then a sure, unquestionable lashing of his long pink tongue, the tip uncurling and brushing lightly over the super-sensitive flesh of her vaginal lips. Of course, he can tell I'm sexually aroused! He thinks I'm in heat!
Kate was convinced that was the answer: Matthew had only sniffed her and tentatively licked her most private regions in response to the most basic of his animal instincts – that of sexual response. She was close to dismissing it all as an unexpected incident, something to be remembered but never mentioned, when a thought flashed across her brain like the grand finale of a county lair fireworks display. No, not really a thought, for to have thought such a thing would have meant putting her basest desires into uncomfortably snug words – more precisely, an impulse. A quick, penetrating suddenness of motivation straight from the gut, that and nothing more.
Kate Barrett, widow and mother, glanced suspiciously around, though there was no one in the rambling house except her and Matthew; she had a sudden feeling of guilt, of criminality, but she suppressed it in favor of something stronger … a savage curiosity that should have been bred from her blood thousands of years ago, but somehow returned like some genetic monster from the past. She edged closer still, only this time she spread her white womanly thighs apart in unmistakable offering – this would tell the truth: was it an accident before, or was this massively masculine animal responding to her sexual hunger the only way he knew?
Suddenly his searing tongue swiped from his canine lips and lightly caressed the swollen lips of her tingling vagina. Like a flaming lash, it burned along the very slit of her fervently-aroused cuntal flesh! Again and again his long pink animal-tongue snaked wetly out from his lips, its tip curling as it splayed wide the turgid, hair-rimmed lips of her aroused vagina. Lavingly, it moistly caressed the pinkly- quivering mouth of her pussy, pushing apart the fleshy folds, swirling upward between them until his tongue-tip twirled about the nerve-filled bud of her clitoris. There seemed to be no end to his loving lingual caresses, and each fiery swipe of his bestial tongue brought a fresh gasping moan of lurid sensuality to Kate Barrett's disbelieving lips; she was standing with her shapely legs spread wide, and her naked pelvis was shoved forward obscenely for the rapacious lickings of his lust-stirring tongue.
Matt was keenly alert to the boiling surge of desire-heated blood that streamed up from his loins; his nostrils were roused to the sweet liquid warmth of her simmering pussy-cleft. He could sense that his tonguings brought even greater waves of lustful ecstasy to his naked mistress and he felt good inside to know that such was his masculine ability to excite a human female.
Kate was deaf-and-blind to everything around her except the lusty lavings this magnificent male beast was delivering to her sex-tortured vaginal cleft. Her eyes were half-closed, her lids fluttering with expectant passion, and her lips ovaled and quivering with unspoken desires. «Oooooh, lover, that's it … lick me harder, handsome! Oh, yes, lick my pussy soooo goooodddd!» She wanted him to keep it up, to lick again and again with his hotly swirling tongue, but instead, she began to pay heed to the nagging warning that was sounding in her tortured brain. What if Lucy should come home early? She'd find me out here in the hallway like this … I mustn't take that chance!
Awkwardly, reluctantly, she pulled her proffered charms away from the huge beast's ravenous lavings and backed into the bedroom. Matt looked at her incredulously for a couple of seconds, then responded to the soft beckoning sound of her now-familiar voice. «Come on, Matt … in here with me,» she said, not believing that the words she heard were her own. It had to be some other woman talking, not herself …she was actually enticing this virile animal into her bedroom!
Kate Barrett was nearly out of her head with the rush of feverish sensations that raged up from the seething, fervent slit of her vagina, upward into the passion-clenched depths of her belly. She backed against her bed and stretched out on her back, her flesh a mass of goose-bumps as she opened her supple thighs and absently traced the voluptuous swell of her breasts up from the flat plane of her taut belly. Her own fingertips, as if guided by some unseen hand, closed incitingly around the soft pliant flesh of her breasts; she felt her nipples shiver into hardness beneath her own caressing touch and she knew there could be no turning back now … whatever the night had in store for her, she had committed her heart and soul! Some weird, primeval power seemed to have swept over her mind, eating away at her very being through the vulnerable access of her lust-aroused frustration, and she was powerless to stop it now. Or perhaps, as Kate knew only too well in her most secret of thoughts, she had no desire to stop it! For once, just once, she might gain some respite from these gnawing pains of sexual starvation that had eaten away at her since her husband went to his grave.
She gritted her teeth to hold down the fear and dread and shame that threatened to choke her like some viscous bile. «N-now, Matthew … up here with me! Now!»
The great furry animal needed no further urging, and with powerful strides, he bounded to the edge of the bed and leaped onto it. He could see his naked mistress tense as he towered over her; her legs closed a fraction of an inch and her breath became forced and labored.
Kate looked at him in amazement and awesome fear … there was still time to back out of this wild and crazy thing she had let herself in for. She knew she could get up from this bed now and Matt would be probably content to return to his backyard; confused, perhaps, but at least complacent in the knowledge that he had lured her this far. Or had he lured her at all? Was this all something she secretly desired, some kinky sex-urge she had kept hidden all these years, even from herself? But then, even as she pondered the possibilities of escaping this wickedly forbidden act, the huge male dog sealed her fate with a single, laving lick of his long, curling tongue. There was only one way out now … only one way!
She lifted her head to watch as the steaming length of his lingual member licked up and across the flat smooth plane of her shivering belly. His long, wetly swiping strokes took him higher and higher along the voluptuous curves of her naked body until his tongue tips prodded eagerly at the undersides of her large firm breasts, each longingly- moist lick a fraction of an inch closer to the crinkly flesh of her jutting nipples.
Kate twisted and writhed beneath his none-too-subtle caresses as they moved up and enveloped the trembling dark peaks of her nipples; her body jerked and spasmed as if she had been touched with a live wire and there was nothing she could do now to save herself … her pent-up sexuality was exploding inside her like a million Roman candles!
Nothing was real to her now but the fervently licking tongue of her amazing watchdog … who could have guessed just short minutes ago that she would have let herself be so wickedly aroused like this? What could have possessed her to turn her into a sex-mad harlot in hardly a wink of the eye? Kate Barrett had no earthly idea why she was doing this God-forbidden thing, but she knew she was powerless to change her mind now. Whatever it was, it had her in its fist like the sure grip of fate itself … she was lost!
The naked redhead could hear a mewling whimper erupt from deep in the magnificent animal's husky throat, and she gazed deeply into his soft brown eyes, anxiously waiting, as if she expected him somehow to speak. He moved closer to her face and she felt her heart pounding like a trip-hammer inside her chest. Waiting, waiting … and then he kissed her! A lick perhaps, but as much a real and arduous kiss as any she had ever received!
The proudly virile animal sensed the telling surge of lust-heated blood racing through his well-muscled body as he detected the pungent aroma of his mistress's passion in the moistness of her quivering lips. As the redhead's eyes widened incredulously, he eagerly brushed the tiny pinkness of her tongue with his own, licking caressingly at the wet sweetness, a mewling whimper of excitement rumbling in his chest. He knew all too well what she wanted of him … his primeval maleness hungered for by any bitch in heat!
Kate Barrett watched disbelievingly as he ceased suddenly his fervent lingual kisses and backed away from her face, maneuvering his supple canine body until he was positioned between her slightly splayed legs. Her mind reeled at the lustful images her senses relayed frantically to her brain, but she did nothing to extricate herself from this unbelievably lascivious plight … she was reeling with the savagery of absolute carnal lust, and nothing else, no matter how urgently pleading, made any impression whatsoever on her passion-incited thoughts. Suddenly, the magnificent beast nuzzled the inside of her thigh and beckoned her legs wider … blindly, obediently, she obeyed. Oh my God, she thought for a fleeting instant, has he become the master and I the pet?! But still, she did nothing to stop him.
A shivering gasp of pleasurable anticipation rippled from her lips as she felt his urgent dog-breath parting the sparse pubic curls there between her thighs; his cool nose brought a fresh shudder as it edged along the aroused inside of her thigh until, with a whimper, his nose touched the very blood-warmed flesh of her desire-moistened vaginal cleft. She eagerly awaited his next move, her legs opening and closing slightly in a scissoring movement that bespoke of her uncontrollable desire for fulfillment.
«Oh!» she gasped involuntarily as suddenly, his loving tongue darted from his lips and laved the whole naked furrow of her widely-splayed buttocks, its tip brushing from the tautly-clenched orifice of her anus to the shuddering pearl of her clitoris. His searing lavings continued until the mere lingual pressure of his tongue began to spread apart the fleshy pink lips of her vagina. She shivered delectably as he drew his scalding mouth up and over the full length of her cunt again and again, his lust-inflamed tongue spreading through her softly yielding pussy flesh like a knife through melting butter. His passion-inciting tonguings did not stop there, but continued splaying the beckoning flesh of her cuntal slit, at last lunging in an invading curl far up into the ravenously-clasping warmth of her hungry pussy. Kate Barrett gasped and moaned, her body convulsing with savage bestial ecstasy from his skilled oral lavings … God, she knew she would probably have such an orgasm that the whole neighborhood would know of her illicit tryst. All these months without real satisfaction … and now this wildly lascivious union!
The naked redhead moaned incessantly now from the intensely-arousing sensations his long, curling tongue was exacting from her lewdly- spasming body; her gasping mewls increased in tempo and in strength, her sensually-incited brain whirling now in the void of sexual ecstasy. Again and again his scorching tongue eagerly grazed through and over the quiveringly soft flesh of her upturned loins, from the snugly taut little hole of her anus, upward through the hair-rimmed furrow of her steaming cunt. At the uppermost moment of his upward lavings, his curling tongue-tip hesitated, then eased deeply between her shivering cuntal lips to flick tormentingly at the sensually-incited bud of her clitoris … the great beast seemed to sense that this tiny nugget of feminine flesh was somehow the core of her sexuality, for he toyed with it and caressed it skillfully, bringing her to a fever pitch of ravenous and mindless passion!
Days could have passed, weeks, and Kate would have known nothing of their passing; she was wildly, ecstatically aroused, her whole body churning and writhing on the bedspread beneath the hotly-urging lavings of her powerful dog-lover.
«Mmmmmm … it's so good, you handsome devil,» she moaned in near- delirium. Her mind fantasied a towering incubus-like creature, half-man and half-spirit, sent solely to quell this burning need she had carried about between her thighs for so long now. «It's beautiful, beautiful! Don't stop … don't ever stop! P-Please, please!» Her voice had become a hissing cry of anguish, and her knees were drawn back so tightly that her large full breasts were rubbing erotically against her legs, her cuntal cleft lasciviously splayed to its fullest to give the lust- quenching animal greater access to any and all of her womanly treasures.
The huge German shepherd was keenly aroused by this exciting new scent and taste, this pungent aroma of human female passion. He loved his new mistresses, both of them, and his very soul ached to be able to repay them for the kindness of bringing him into their lives. In his fervent animal-thoughts, he had thirsted for some way to repay them … and now he had it! There would be no doubt of the proof – there at the core of his mistress's sex, sparsely hidden in the light fleeciness of her pubic hair, was all the liquid proof he needed. Her yielding vaginal flesh and its moistly flowing juices assured him that his mistress was indeed aroused, and in her arousal was his hope of the ultimate fulfillment!
Kate nearly cried out in anguish as she felt his laving tongue abruptly removed from her fervent vaginal flesh. «Matt … what is it, lover?» she asked hoarsely. «Don't stop now, I'm almost there!» She spoke to him as she would to another human, for that was nearly how she perceived him now in her acutely aroused state. But still he backed away from her as if he wanted no more of her. And then she saw plainly why he had ceased his lingual caresses … his animal-cock was rigidly erect and dripping from its furry sheath! Kate gaped openly, wide-eyed, as the glistening, hardened organ emerged slowly from its long sheath, thickly turgid, the tapered crimson tip swinging as it oozed from the constrictive sheath in an endlessly lengthening scarlet hardness. Suddenly the awareness of what the powerful animal had in mind slammed into her like a hundred-car locomotive … he wanted to fuck her with that sinister thing dangling beneath his belly!
«O-Oh, no, Matt …I-I didn't mean for it to turn out like this … uh, I-I guess I just got carried away when you …» She was looking into his soulfully deep brown eyes and he seemed to comprehend, at least to understand that something was wrong. And almost immediately his eyes shimmered with the mist of unhappiness as the handsome dog sensed that he had done something to displease his voluptuous mistress. He hung his head sorrowfully and Kate was certain that the murmuring whimper from deep in his furry throat was almost a crying sound. A ribbon of salaciousness spun through her confused thoughts, a surging undercurrent brought on by her insanely aroused state … the weirdly erotic events of this night, of this moment. And suddenly, she knew what she must do! Every fiber of her being, every faded, battered relic of her morality urged her not to do this wicked, bestial thing, but Kate Barrett was a strong-willed woman. Nothing had ever deterred her from getting what she wanted or doing as she desired. Tonight would be no exception. She was blind to all reason as she turned over on the mattress and kneeled on elbows and knees, her naked buttocks up-thrust in wanton, salacious invitation just inches from the German shepherd's curling tongue. Her own eyes glimmered with the fervent wickedness of this act she was about to consummate … she was going to be fucked by a dog! Like some two-bit slut in a border town bordello, she was going to throw herself into the deepest, most depraved chasm of bestial perversion. She tried not to think with any semblance of reason and clarity; her long-hungry body was like that of a young bride on her wedding night. Her brain reeked of the liquid, lascivious lust that filled her like alcohol and stupefied her diminishing powers of reason.
«Oh, please, hurry … hurry before I come to my senses!» she choked in lustful surrender, but the hugely virile animal hesitated, perhaps in confusion. Again she pleaded with him, her breasts smashed flat against the mattress and her naked buttocks stuck up into the air right at his face. The whole naked expanse of her ass-cheeks and pussy-cleft was offered to him in undeniable solicitation. He finally edged his husky weight forward, mounting her easily, his great furry paws resting on her back as he felt the steaming moisture of her overheated vagina all along the crimson tapered length of his immense dog-cock!
Kate felt it as well, and a fresh, torturing wave of masochistic rapacity swept over her … she had to have it! Now! She reached back until she could grip his slippery animal-taper; using her fingertips to part the fleece-like sparseness of her pubic vee, she insinuated the crimson, dripping tip into the ravenous clasping grip of her hungering vagina.
«God, Matt, it's so hot! It's like it's on fire! Christ, I've got to have it in me! Maybe I'm going insane, but I need it, God help me, I need it! Fuck me, handsome, fuck me like you never fucked before! Take away this hurtful need … fuck me!»
Perhaps he understood her words, or more likely, he sensed the fervent urgency in her tone, but whatever the motivation, the powerfully built German shepherd answered her longing plea the way nature had taught him … with a savage snap of his haunches that thrust his tapered cock all the way up into the wetly-gripping confines of her empty cunt!
There was not even a moment's thought of gentleness or mercy, for such is not in the nature of virile beasts like Matthew; immediately, his lust-swollen testicles were slamming viciously against the upturned slit of Kate's hair-rimmed vagina as he fucked savagely into her proffered pussy from behind in a punishing staccato pace that brought a fresh scream of pleasure-pain from the naked redhead's parched lips.
«I-It's s-so big and hard … Unnnggghhhhh! Aaaaggghhh!» she cried in real pain at the hurtful first skewering penetration of his wantonly erect dog-cock, but she had scarcely any time to think of her ravished pain, for the rapid-fire rhythm had caused another eight or ten impaling thrusts to be explosively delivered up into her cuntal flesh before the cry of anguish had even left her lips. Like the powerful dog that he was, his searing dog-cock fucked deeply into the far hidden depths of her lust-tortured belly. She gasped and squirmed beneath him, her mind a whirlpool of sensual madness, the very core of her fervent womanhood burning with the rabid frenzy of her forbidden lust.
Her lewdly submissive body was quickly filled with wave after wave of unholy ecstasy, and the voluptuous widow could do nothing more than groan and cringe salaciously beneath the lust-quenching beast as she offered the whole of her cuntal furrow up to him in abject submission. She strained to look back behind her and catch a glimpse of the scarlet rod of stiffened dog-flesh as it slithered at a blurring pace in and out of her ravenously-clasping vagina, fucking its way to the furry hilt in her widely-splayed cuntal slit, his heavily-bloated balls slapping up and under her pelvis as he skewered her bestially impaled pussy again and again!
She ached from the strain of struggling for a better look, her brain a blank of sensual desire. Meeting his punishing thrusts inch for inch, she ground her naked buttocks back against his powerful firm underbelly, rotating her hips lasciviously and pushing with all her strength so that every rigid inch of his dog-cock was firmly implanted deep within her passion-filled belly. Primeval lust surged madly through her slaving body as she sensually pumped her hips back onto his ever-thickening cock as it skewered deeper and deeper with ravishing fury into her ragingly-aroused vagina. Furiously, his hairy animal belly and loins battered and thudded resonantly against the upturned cheeks of her buttocks, his thrusting animal-cock beating a bestial rhythm of forbidden ecstasy as it squirmed inside her feverish vagina. Shamelessly, like an animal herself, the redhead ground her rotating hips and buttocks back at him, whimpering beneath her gasping breaths, grinding the ravenously-gulping mouth of her naked, wetly-clinging vagina back onto the pounding length of his crimson dog-cock, her lips ovaled in a half-uttered cry of enravished passion.
Kate sensed a growing wave of unutterable bliss deep in her belly, a remembered urgency from out of her past … she was nearing sexual fulfillment! For the first time in so long, the attractive widow and mother was about to reach the long-sought pinnacle of sensual ecstasy! Her erotically seething loins writhed with the lustful frenzy of a million volts of supercharged sensuality, the lewd, lascivious promise of orgasmic abandonment quivering in her belly. She moaned to the very brink of her rapidly-welling climax, nearly doubled in half now as she thrust her perspiration-soaked buttocks back tightly against the German shepherd's firm underbelly. She tried arching her back even more and looking up between her legs – she could clearly see his thick crimson dog-cock slithering between the widely-splayed hair-fringed cuntal lips of her pussy. She gaped with bulging, unbelieving eyes at the pink wetness of her own cuntal flesh moistly clinging to his stiffly-erect cock as it pulled slitheringly out of her belly, then vanished up inside her again with his heavily-bulging balls slapping far up under the cleft of her widely-spread legs with a lewd smacking sound as they brushed against her pubic hair. She tremored with the salacious thrill of feeling her heaving breasts bobbing and swaying beneath her writhing torso as she lifted them from the mattress; her sensitive nipples rubbed teasingly against the bedspread and brought even more shivers of impassioned arousal to her already lust-maddened body.
The naked woman's hips and buttocks began to take on a rhythm of their own, acting almost as if they possessed some second hidden mind, and she thrust her perfectly shaped buttocks back at the wildly-humping beast with shameless enthusiasm. «Yessss … fuck me, darling, fuck me! God, I need it so bad! Fuck me!!»
Matt felt the overpowering madness of his animal-desire well into a fireball of white-hot passion for his redheaded mistress. She whined and moaned with each and every skewering thrust of his scarlet dog-cock now, and the burning flesh of her vaginal sheath clung greedily to his thrusting maleness, rapidly urging him closer and closer to that shuddering point of savage urgent orgasm. She ground back even harder against him, doubled so acutely that his every skewering thrust sank to the fur-covered thickness of his balls; he answered with an especially hard, vicious plunge forward that seemed to ripple into the very depths of her belly. It was all the voluptuous naked widow needed to boost her up and over the pinnacle of her orgasm and send her wailing into the utter depraved depths of bestial wantonness! She cried out loudly, thrusting her wildly spasming hips back hard onto his consummating dog- cock in a grinding convulsion of orgasmic release!
«Aaaaaaawwww … Aaaagggghhhhhh! God, I'm cumming! I'm cumming, lover, don't stop … don't ever stop! I'm ccccuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!!» Matt answered her urgent plea with a stabbing thrust of his lust-stiffened cock as it began to empty its searing dog-cum deep into her womb in long, liquid spurts. She screamed maddeningly again, her contracting buttocks convulsively milking at the long, impaling taper of his jerking cock. Her luxuriant red hair flailed about her head in a scarlet halo in her sheer erotic bliss; she shuddered and moaned loudly as she felt the lewd mingling of their mutual love-juices warmly oozing from the tightly-clasped lips of her clasping cunt and trickling down the shivering insides of her nakedly-splayed thighs, while her pussy hungrily milked the last few precious drops of dog-cum from her bestial-lover's rapidly-softening penis. She murmured softly, an unintelligible ramble of words on her still-gasping breath and then she fell forward onto the bed, his cock slipping from her clenching grip with a lascivious slurping noise that seemed an appropriate ending to the forbidden union of woman and beast.
Perhaps as much as half an hour later, Kate Barrett managed to rouse herself from the blissful comfort of her bed and climb unsteadily to her feet. She had to hold on to the edge of her dresser at first, as her knees buckled under her at the first attempt to stand. She was thoroughly and absolutely drained, exhausted in that special and wondrous manner of love-making that still leaves room for the joyous aftermath of good sex. Kate felt tired in a way, but wondrously alive and vibrant at the same time, as if some unseen hand from the depths of the universe had somehow wiped years from her body-calendar. She felt young again and eager to feel, to enjoy!
Kate looked around for her animal-lover, but he was gone; it did not surprise her really, for she could hardly expect a dog to sense the peak of emotion that she felt at this moment, and she did not blame Matt for deserting her as she would have a man who had done the same. She pulled on a robe and made her way shakily to the kitchen for a quick cup of coffee to settle her nerves. Matt was already outside, having nosed the unclosed back door open and he was romping happily under the lights out back, chasing a huge moth as if nothing had happened. She shook her head in bewilderment, still unable to believe it really happened … Kate Barrett, wealthiest woman in Valley Farms, fucked by a dog! Incredible!
She found an unopened can of dog food in the cupboard and opened it on impulse, determined to pay back the big dog's favors in the one way he might understand. «Matt! Here! I've got some extra food for you, handsome!»
The husky German shepherd bounded anxiously to her side and shoved his snout in the preciation. Kate shook her head and laughed under her breath.
«I know what I'll do!» she said to no one in particular, unless she thought that Matt could understand her now. «I'll get dressed and go down to the Country Club for a couple of drinks! I'm rid of that creep Jerry Marlowe and I've found the greatest happiness I've known in months … that's cause enough to celebrate!» And with that, she hurried back to her bedroom suite to get dressed, sorry only that there was no one she could share this revelation with. Strangely, she wished there was some way Lucy could be told, but she knew, of course, that ever telling anyone what happened this night was out of the question. It would have to be a life-long secret between her and Matthew!