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I preferred dog to man...if I was never fucked by a man again...as long as I had a dog, it would be fine.

I had a neighbor across the street. We exchanged nods and smiles when in our yards. There was something about her that seemed naive or innocent. It was how she walked or held her head. She was a pretty thing usually wearing a light weight dress that shaped her slender figure. I noticed her legs right away. A woman always notices another woman's legs, and then her face and bust. A man sees it in different order--her bust first, then...well...it depends on the man. My neighbor's dress outlined her body when she walked, as though she was revealing herself, which she was not. But the fabric showed her off when she walked toward me. It made me hot. Not for her. Just hot. It was a sensual moment.

"Hi," I would say. "Hi, back," she said. She caught me staring once when she was bending over and must have wondered why. The dress was creasing her ass. I wished a wind had lifted it. One day I asked her in the house for a soda. We sat in the kitchen. It was a hot day so we sat and drank and talked. Her husband worked long hours. So did mine. She didn't have much to do except clean and wash and work at things in the yard. Like me. As girls do, we talked...about sex, our sex lives, our happiness (or rather unhappiness) as girls do. If it isn't unhappy, why share?

I asked her to share a beer. She said she shouldn't so I got out a couple beers and poured them for us..."It's a boring day..." I explained. She smiled that naive smile. We both relaxed a little and I told her my husband was not as nice as he seemed. Her's the same she said...we nodded in understanding.

There we were drinking beer when we shouldn't have been...you know...like naughty housewives sometimes do....Then my damned dog had to get involved. He walked into the kitchen and my neighbor patted his head. "What a nice dog," she said. Some more patting and, it was a woman, right? and the dog naturally began sniffing around...except this was my neighbor, who didn't know our secret...what do dogs know...and was licking her ankle..."He's sure a friendly dog." My eyes got cloudy a bit and I was instantly wet...like dripping. I crossed my legs for fear our dog would come on to me but he had no need for me, as it turned out.

I looked at my neighbor--at how her dress draped between her legs--and she said: "I've heard stories about dogs." I nodded and looked at her..."You know, dirty things about dogs," she continued. I was getting real hot now and it must have showed in my face. "Like what kinds of stories," I asked. My neighbor looked at me funny and smiled. I looked down at her legs. I got two more beers for us. She took a deep swallow! I tried to change the subject: "Can I fix us lunch?" I asked but my neighbor didn't answer. She had a mischievous look in her eyes and petted the dog again. In my wildest dream...but this was no dream...

My dog was licking her ankles and the red tip of his dick was out. He was licking up her leg and I looked at her and then at him. "What is he doing?" she said. "I don't know," I said. "Push him away." But she stroked his ears. "But it feels nice. I have heard about dogs like this..." She moved her dress on either side of her legs. I sucked in air. "My husband has always wanted a dog but I've said 'No.'" I could see her panties, or thong rather, and it didn't hide anything. I stared up her legs. She opened them and looked in my eyes. Her pussy lips were swollen and the thong in between. Her face was flushed now, like mine.

She looked at me as the dog kissed along her thighs. "Are you expecting anyone?" she said. "No." And now the dog was at her thighs. She was stroking his ears, "Nice doggy." He was licking ever closer to her cunt. He knew the routine with me and she was a woman. He knew what to do, where to lick. My neighbor was naked under her dress--just the line of thong--I knew he could smell her juices and I saw her dark hairs and the dog, well, he didn't care if they were dark or blonde like mine...he didn't care if it was me or her or any woman. He wanted the sweet taste of pussy. She pushed his face away and looked at me. "He won't hurt you," I said, "It's just a dog." "Do you think..." she said. "Just let him give you a little lick and then push him down," I teased. "Go on. It's just the two of us girls." She had another swallow of beer. What is it about girls and beer? Most won't drink it and say they prefer wine. But give me a girl who likes a beer and that's a girl who's more open to things. I drank some of mine and looked at her. "Well," she said. "Get on your hands and knees," I said. She stared at me in disbelief. "You're a bitch...a dog's bitch...like me. Try it. One lick will tell you. It's just the two of us." If there was a moment when she would leave, this was it. I thought she might storm off for home. I looked at her like: So what? It gets me off. She knew my secret then. The corners of her mouth were in a dirty smile, her eyes flashing.

"I don't want to do this," she lied. "Get down on your knees," I told her. She just sat there in her chair, like she didn't hear me...then she opened her legs. "Well, he's such a nice dog. Maybe one lick won't hurt." She patted its head, encouraging him. The dog resumed his licking of her thighs. His tail was wagging. I knew he had her scent. He kept at her, finally touching her cunt with his long tongue...her legs spasmed and her fingers went to his ears. The first touch of her cunt by a long slurping dog tongue. Too much for any woman to resist. I knew those thigh movements...the dog knew what to do...He gave her another tentative lick. Maybe she tasted different from me. She played with his ears. It was very quiet in the kitchen just then. He licked her again and she squirmed in her chair, scooting forward, waiting for more, cuddling his face into her cunt. God was I wet! This was new for me, too, watching. My first time. I reached for her legs. It startled her and she looked up. I petted the dog's back. Her legs were soft. The dog looked at me when I touched him and then went back to her, licking again. He had her taste. Different but good. He licked up one side, up the other and again, massaging her cunt lips, stroking her clit. She closed her eyes and held herself for more. Her legs twitched. She began to tremble.

"Get on your knees!" I said again. I was so hot just watching them and was fingering myself. She finally got off the chair and onto her hands and knees. I pulled up her dress and pulled down the thong, helping our dog onto her back. "I shouldn't be doing this," she said but her breathing was fast and her words whispered. She arched her back, lifting her ass. He was into it now, too. His dick out and dripping. He was gripping her back, licking her neck and hair. I spread her and guided his cock between her ass cheeks. Her hand reached underneath trying to position his cock...then she gripped my leg "Put him in me! Do it!" she said. I spread her cunt lips and guided his cock, the dog jabbed and poked and finally he was in her. He got frantic...dancing on her ass and gripping, pressing in her more. A new sweet pussy...different but sweet and willing and wet. She tightened her grip on my leg and he buried himself, plunging inside. Her breath was hot on my legs and she held on. The dog was gripping her sides, lifting her cunt, his whole long cock, pushing in, harder and fucking her with urgency. She gasped, releasing my leg, putting both hands in her face, sucking air, shaking her head from side to side. Her hand reached up to feel his cock buried in her. Dog cum was spilling on the floor. I was shaking, too, fingering myself, closing my eyes. Listening to the passion of dog lust with his hot new bitch. She was saying "No, no, no, no, n n no!" I knew what she meant. She had never come like this before.

She was out of breath and spread as wide as she could to help the dog cock...but it was over now. She was still gulping air and exhausted. The dog was panting, too, as he stood down, licking at her ass, licking up her juices and his too. Like a gentle lover, licking his bitch down from the top, tongueing her down, licking his own dick back into its sheath, just the tip showing, in and out as he licked himself some more. He looked at me and I patted his head. My neighbor still on all fours, still dripping, embarrassed but happy. I pulled her dress to cover her ass, her skin glowing and put her beer in her hand. She needed a drink. She sat back on the chair, taking a deep swallow. "I've never done that before." "Me either...until last month." She laughed at that and drank more beer. The dog looked at us both, side to side. "Good dog," I said. "Very good dog," my neighbor replied, smiling, looking down, a little ashamed. "My husband likes to watch," I said. "I've never been so..." she started. "Hot!" I finished. The dog looked up at me, approaching, but I pushed him away and he went to his corner. "Not now," I said. Maybe later, I thought.

I didn't see her until a few days later when she came out into the yard. Following behind was their new dog! She looked at me, a big smile on her face. "Good morning," she said. "Back at you," I smiled in return.

al store one afternoon, walking home with a small bag of things. There is a lake near our house and I detoured to walk beside it. Then sat on a bench and watched some geese come in for a landing. First they were dots in the sky, circling into a glide path, finally honking and landing like small planes on the surface fluttering to a stop, splashing the water with their feet. I was intent on the birds and hadn't noticed an animal had come to my bench. It had a white spash in the middle of his face and on his throat. The rest of him black. His tongue was out as he panted and looked up at me for some doggy treat. I patted his head. "Nice doggy," and he licked my hand. I gave him no thought and watched the geese paddle around but he licked my hand again letting me know he was still there. He had longing eyes so I looked through my groceries for a treat. I broke open some sandwich meat and gave him bits of ham which he gobbled and licked again.

Being a serious dog lover, its licking made my body to respond even though I wasn't interested at all. Nature and my bad habits took over my body. It was a dog and my body ached for dogs, got wet for dogs. It wasn't a conscious thing and, there in the park? Come on. In a public park! You're kidding. But my body wasn't kidding so I crossed my legs to hide my scent from this strange, hungry dog. My ears were filling though and I was instantly wet, as a dog bitch's body is wont to do. At this point in my dog lust days, I couldn't help myself. Common sense had no control. I looked down at him. He was a strapping fellow, a big dog. Being curious I checked how he was hung. I had no interest in a little mutt but this was a fine animal and his dick peeked from its sheath...dripping as he licked at my hand.

I looked around the park on this warm afternoon and saw that, except for the geese and some guy asleep under a tree some distance from me, I was alone. I patted the animal's head and chuckled his mouth. He sniffed and panted, as a dog will, and I could tell he already had me on his radar as he pushed at my hand and his dick protruded more. Dogs are all the same. Like men. They grow lusty with a start. Me, too. A couple licks and I was ready. And his dick kept growing. I reached down to play with it, encouraging it and glanced about again. Still safe.

I uncrossed my legs and the panting was intent now. His nose lifted my dress. His tongue was licking toward me and I felt hot all over. My ears were pulsing and knew I would be raped there in the park by this handsome dog. When he licked my panties I reached and pulled them aside, opening wider for the good stuff and he licked again with more force. God! I wanted to lie on my back but didn't dare. I looked around and saw the sleeping man was gone.

Where had he gone? I didn't know and didn't care. I was here with this animal. Wanted ravishing right there. But I stood up instead, gathered my groceries and walked the short distance to my house. No one was home, we could be private, I could be open and completely lusty. I walked, with the dog following, and got to my door in a few minutes. The dog was hesitant and I got another bit of ham, holding it out at the doorway and he came in and ate it. I was ready to be eaten, put down the package, went to our living room and laid back on the couch. This dog, this stupid damned dog, then sat in the kitchen, looking at me, his dick recoiling into its sleeve. I was terribly horny and the dog had lost the scent.

Now it was my turn to take charge. Patting the couch, the dog came over and we started our seduction anew. Petting his head, working at his dick-sleeve and soon we were back on track. I removed my underwear, lifted my dress and he was at me with that delicious tongue which got me hot and dripping even before the first stroke. I watched him lick my hair and cunt and spread it for him, watching his red dick come out again. I rested my head now. He didn't need to be told. This hairy animal thing was in charge of my body and I let out a groan as the first wave of sensation went through me. I lifted my hips for him. His cold nose gave me shudders and I lost it. The endless desparate licking--he wanted my juices, eating my spend with such eagerness. My breathing was panting in short gasps. A new dog. A new tongue. I was a promiscuous dog's bitch and lifting to each sensational lick.

I was jolted because I heard something else, not the dog or me, there was a loud knocking on our front door. Not now!! Please! Please!! Not just now when I was so close...but another demanding knock and I had to collect myself, push down the dog, push down the dress, calm myself for the fucking door.

I opened it. It was the man in the park! He had that look on his face. Like he knew. My face was flush and he saw it. There was no hiding. No denial. "I saw you and 'him' walking away," he said. I was a dog's bitch in heat and my face told a story. He took my hand, pushing me back, closing the door, leading me into the living room where he, dog and I were now a threesome. He picked my underwear from the floor, tossed it on the couch and smiled. He held me close and kissed my lips. His hands were busy on my wet parts. I was shocked and hot and hadn't come yet because of this...his...loud interruption as his tongue was in my mouth, milking my tongue and his hands were at my body, milking me with long fingers, and his long stiff finger was stroking my clit and dipping into me. I was ready and couldn't stand the tease. Held on his neck to stay upright.

I slippped from his grip to the couch and he was down at my knees, spreading me. The air made me cold where I was dripping wet. I waited for him to take me. "Come on boy," he said. And I felt hairy paws on my hips and a huge stiff dog cock poking at me. "I know what you're about," he said to me. "You're a dog's bitch. One cock's like another to some. Am I right?" he asked. I just nodded. "Except there are cocks and then there are really long, knotted dog cocks. Tell me it's so!" I just nodded again. I was too hot to say anything, wanting more. I needed fucking now and looked at the man with glassy eyes, feeling the tip of dog's cock poking at me, missing, poking again. Then the man took charge, directing that cock into my hole. It was a surging thing, entering me with his guidance, retreating and surging again. Then it kind of stopped and I was spread wide by this slick hot cock as the huge knot tore at me, stretching and it was too big to enter. He took my shoulder, saying: "Hold on!" I grabbed his leg and he held me tight. The knot was too much but the dog and his bitch were both dripping, lubricated and suddenly it forced itself inside. I cried out. Some gutteral, animal-like sound. The man was petting my head, wiping my tears, soothing me .

Momentarily all was still, suspended, me stretched to the breaking, tears on my cheeks and in my mouth, his hand guided the monster, pushing me on it, petting me and my legs. Then my tormented cunt surrendered and relaxed, embraced this thing lodged inside and I felt hairy legs clutch at my sides and the stroking began again. I was wide open, controlled and I could feel the tip of the cock inside, teasing me. Nothing had teased me there before, and the dog rocked and pushed. I released myself completely, crying out again with that animal sound, this time in an ecstacy of pleasure. An aching, arching sound from my mouth as though my whole being was responding to sensations. The man held my shoulder and I reached and grabbed his cock. The dog became frantic. It was his moment and he would take me. I gripped the man's cock hard, holding on. I could feel his warm come on my wrist while the dog fucked me and I stroked the man's cock. We three frantic things. Arching my butt to receive every push and thrust. Legs pawing at my waist to secure the whole cock and knot. Until it was done and I was done.

Then we were not moving. I only a throbbing thing, man and dog cocks throbbing. The tears ran down my cheeks and along my neck. The man was petting my thigh, kissing my salty lips. I moved my mouth aside for air. The dog was panting on my chest. He had worked hard and worked me hard. We all rested there on the couch as I felt the wet on my face and juices oozing from me, down my cheeks. Now I was more cool than hot. Finally his knot released. More fluids down my cheeks with the dog licking up our spend. His tongue on my legs and cunt but I was exhausted and his tongue was only soothing and cleansing. My arousal in decline. I couldn't open my eyes as they both lifted from the couch. The man put a blanket over me. I heard the front door close.

I rembered the geese landing on the waters of our lake, bobbing on the surface, and my own fluids cooling, my body becalmed. I wondered of my next walk home from the market, planning another detour along the lake edge and if there might again be that man resting and the dog. I was dreamy and relaxed now. Surely it had been a dream. Surely. I opened my eyes and there was no dog, no man, but I saw my underwear on the arm of the couch and some green beneath--green?--$100 bill in green! I went and locked the door, leaned against it, smiled to myself, felt warm all over again. And I had a few dollars for more shopping.

omatically, her fingers found her lips and parted the silken folds. Her fingertips told of the smouldering heat and her natural wetness. A slight touch with her index finger against her clit was like an electric shock. A buzz of intense feeling travelled through her stomach and produced a shivering thrill. Just the thought of what was to come had her on the precipice of a major orgasm that threatened to boil over and erupt like Vesuvius. She wanted to hold on though and share her climax with her partner. She pictured him in her minds eye in a third person perception and replayed the scene she had been dreaming about for so long. The visual images playing behind her closed lids almost took her over the edge and she took her fingers away from the temptation of rubbing her clit and fucking her to a crashing high. It was a supreme effort and Jenny contented herself with a taste of her moisture and female lubrication as she sucked off her wetness from slickened fingers. She was ready, but he hadn't entered the room yet. Jenny knew he would come, eventually, as he always did in the night and tried to relax and calm down. The scenes continued to play in her imagination, she watched, as a voyeur might, the couple entwined on the bed and she couldn't help but stroke her wanting lips again, bringing her to the edge once more. Once more though, she managed to control the natural urge to complete the action to a logical conclusion. It took her a little longer this time to return to anything like a controlled condition. Cadbury had better hurry up and come in from the back yard; otherwise, she would have lost complete control and frigged herself into a stupor. She made a conscious effort to cap the threatening eruption and managed to snooze for a few minutes although she dreamed her plan, observing herself and Cadbury from a high vantage point as she had for some time now. It maintained her high of sexual anticipation and her heart rate diminished only a little. The click of claws on the wooden floor woke her. Immediately, adrenalin coursed through her veins, raised her awareness and turned up the heat even more. She was sweating from the internal furnace that broiled and rampaged through her system. Jenny couldn't hear him, but she knew exactly where he was. Cadbury was sitting between her parted knees, just far enough away to not be touching her. In an empathetic communication, she felt his head cock to one side as her scent wafted to his sinuses. She heard his tail thump on the floor in a hollow tympanic tattoo that was in time with her own heart. Their empathetic communication relayed his mounting interest and they shared the excitement of the effects of her seminal fluid as it tripped over his olfactory nerve ends and signalled her need for him. Silently, she asked him to come closer and was rewarded with the soft sound of his pads coming closer across the carpet. She observed from her third person dream position, how the dog raises his nose to get a better smell of her, she saw how close he was to her nerve centre and watched as he licked his muzzle, tasting the heavily scented air. Her consciousness was brought back to her body with a sudden jolt. His cold wet nose just touched her clit in a passing exploratory nudge; she reacted as if she had been electrocuted. Her insides turned to water and her breathing came in shallow pants, making her heart rate rise even higher in the effort to oxygenate her blood and cope with the extra demands of her internal organs. But, this is what they shared on many occasions and her fingers lightly gripped her lips and opened her to him, exposing her inner womanhood for his inspection. Cadbury obliged, his nose took in her aroma, brushing lightly against her parted lips. Jenny almost came at that point, but somehow managed to control her need for release. His soft floppy ears brushes tantalisingly against her inner thighs and added to the confusion of sensorial information crowding her brain. Then, in one heart stopping moment, Cadbury's tongue flicked out and placed a most intimate caress to her sex. In one fluid motion, his taste and smell receptors signalled her condition of heightened arousal. In that one fluid motion, Jenny's mind flew away and surrendered to the animalistic urge to mate. She was reduced to a primal state and reverted in that second to her most basic level. She grunted and managed to stop herself from clamping her knees together and trapping him in a suffocation embrace. Instead, her heels knocked against the side of the divan in spasmodic jerks. Cadbury, seemingly unaware of what his tongue had caused, repeated the act again and again and then was rewarded with a nose full of Jenny's fluids as she crashed through her orgasm with a surprised shriek. Her back arched almost throwing her off the bed; she had to bite her hand to stop from screaming. The anticipation and gradual build up to this point had overwhelmed her and the release was unstoppable. Her come left her body in a gushing flood, instantly soaking the towel she had placed over the edge of the bed, it liberally coated Cadbury's face and made him sneeze as it invaded his nose and it splashed to the floor, pooling for a moment and then soaking into the carpet. The suddenness and violence of her orgasm caused them to break and pause. Cadbury was still trying to clear his sinuses while Jenny calmed to a manageable level through mini after shocks that gradually receded. "Oh God Cadbury!" He looked up at the mention of his name. "That was unbelievable." As if in agreement, Cadbury nuzzled against her shaking legs and then rested his chin on her stomach, waiting for a command or something to tell him what to do. They had been lovers now for some time and on many occasions, he had brought her to a shuddering climax with his tongue, but this had been very different in the intensity of her reaction. It confused him a little, but at the same time, struck a base chord in his own instinctive responses. As she calmed down, her hands felt for and found his head. Jenny stroked him, making soft cooing noises, more to gain control over her self than to soothe the dog. She scooted up onto the bed, leaving the spreading stain on the floor and folding her legs up. Cadbury took his cue from her actions and smoothly jumped up alongside her naked body. She cuddled and stroked him while calming further. Cadbury stretched and inched his way up the bed until his head was level with hers. A stroke of his tongue over her throat and under her ear made her giggle, releasing the tension and relaxing them. He licked her again under her ear and got a completely different response. Jenny stiffened and waited to see what he would do next. Her hands slid down to her sides and she turned her face towards Cadbury. She mumbled something that neither of them understood; perhaps it was just a contribution to the tableau or permission for him to take her. In any case, he licked her face with his broad, pliable and expert tongue; she turned slightly more towards him and kissed his tongue as it travelled over her mouth. Her lips parted exposing her teeth, which also parted to accept him into her mouth in an intimate consummation of love. Her heart skipped a beat and instantly, the internal fires were stoked to a raging temperature. Her hand that lay flat on the bed found his cock and grasped him lightly. In this position, his sheath fully covered him, but the promise of his stiffening member was enough for now. Breathlessly, she broke their kiss and rolled half over towards him. For a moment, they were chest to chest; she could feel the rapid beat of his heart. Jenny inched her way down the crumpled sheets, all the time lightly gripping his cock. She pushed him over so that he was on his back. It was Jenny's turn to flick out her tongue and return the favour. The tip of his penis protruded from its protective sheath and received a lash of her tongue. His was new territory for them. Jenny had been content to allow Cadbury to bring her off with his tongue up to now, but a little guilt or just a desire to take it further had started the dreams and now this. She pulled his furry sheath back slowly and gently, she didn't want him to get upset by this turn of events and, in truth, wasn't sure herself just how it would go. His sheath slid back easily, exposing the sensitive rod inside. Jenny took him into her mouth, immediately tasting his pre-cum and his peculiar scent. It was bigger than she imagined, but with no experience of a dogs cock, she had nothing to compare it to. Cadbury opened his legs as a puppy does when its belly is rubbed. It had the effect of thrusting his cock forward as she slid him into her mouth and sucked him gently. Gradually, she managed a little more than the tip, getting a couple of inches into her virgin throat. She massaged the base of his cock, pumping him in long strokes and slowly building him to erectness. His cock filled with blood and thickened between her teeth. Jenny wondered idly, just how big it would get and worried that he might be too big for her to accommodate. Her tongue massaged his engorged cock and manipulated him deeper into her mouth. She sensed his mounting excitement and felt him twitching as his cock reached a rigidity that demanded her attention. She bobbed her head, gently sucking and milking his pre-cum. Cadbury gave an involuntary thrust, pushing the pointed tip further into her warm and willing mouth. Jenny accepted him and needed to scratch her nose where his soft fur tickled. Her light grasp on his cock had now pulled his sheath completely back and she felt the beginnings of the swelling of his knot. She managed to get more of him into her mouth, but knew that any more would provoke an instinctive gagging. Cadbury was matching her bobbing head with small thrust of his own and then, with a sigh, he shot a thin stream of come over her tongue. Surprised at the heat of his fluid, Jenny allowed it to escape and took him out of her mouth. She rolled over onto her back and felt him spring up to stand on the bed straddling her. Droplets of hot come dripped onto her stomach. They paused, wondering what was next and who would initiate it. Cadbury made the decision for her and cleaned his come from her stomach, then quested between her partially opened legs, his tongue flicking out and liberally coating her moist clit with his saliva. Jenny opened her legs wider to ease his efforts. Cadbury rose and adjusted his position to a crouch between her parted knees. He started on her lips straight away, licking her in long lashes from her quim to clit. It was their usual scenario and a regular feature between them. Cadbury knew what to do and went to it expertly. He waited for Jenny to raise her hips and then, when she did, rewarded her with an intimate kiss that began at her anus, over and between her lips that opened for his tongue, then to her swollen clit. The sensation of his tongue soon had Jenny quivering and moaning as the pressure of orgasm built. She tingled from head to toe and her nipples hardened to solid stubs of pink flesh. Normal, they would do this until Jenny gushed her orgasm and collapsed in a sated heap on top of the duvet, but she had other ideas this Friday night. Jenny's dreams had her and Cadbury locked in passion with Cadbury emptying his seed deep inside Jenny's body. She could wait no longer and the advent of an impending and fast approaching orgasm, prompted her into pushing Cadbury away and then flipping her self over into a kneeling position with her head resting on her hands and her knees tucked under her, squashing her breasts. For the first time, Jenny felt vulnerable, but trusted Cadbury not to hurt her. At first, he was confused with what she was presenting him with and poked her pouting cunt lips with his nose and then gave them a huge kiss with his dextrous tongue. Jenny liked the sensation and allowed him to continue for a little while until her need for him to mount her over rode the pleasure she was getting. She supported herself on one elbow and patted her back to encourage Cadbury to jump on her, but he didn't understand exactly what she was asking. It was a little frustrating for her so she tried saying hup, hup or something similar, while patting her rear. Cadbury still wasn't quite getting it. Slightly desperate, Jenny tried to think how she could get him to understand; then she rested her head on the duvet and reached behind her to grasp his front paws. It was difficult because her arms wouldn't fold the way she needed, but it was enough. Cadbury got the idea and grasped her waist with his forelegs. The new position triggered the instinctive humping, but he was missing her by a long way. It needed a re-adjustment of his feet to get close enough to her. He managed to get his hind feet between her parted knees and his cock rubbed against her tail bone in staccato stabs which frustrated them both and hurt Jenny a little. Her posture wasn't helping and it was obvious that Cadbury needed a little help to find her waiting sex... She arched her back and reached back again to grasp his cock and try to guide it. At first, it was like trying to hold onto a very live eel, but with perseverance and several tries, she at last managed to grip his thrusting cock and pull the pistoning muscle to her opening. She nearly had him in her ass as a thrust coincided as she pulled him down, but then she got him lined up and grunted in shock as it slid into her. Cadbury, realising that he was at last inside her, shuffled his feet and readjusted his grip to maximise his entry into her willing depths. Then, with a mighty shove, he pushed his entire length into her warmth and gaping fuck hole. Once embedded inside her, he set up a rapid thrust and began to fuck her as hard as he could, building his erection and swelling his cock to fill her totally. Jenny gripped the sheets and gritted her teeth. At first, his size worried her and was a little uncomfortable until her body adjusted to the stretching it was receiving. Then, as the pace of his thrusting became more pronounced and longer, a wave of emotion overcame her, an emotion that was a combination of submission, desire and love for her lover, took over, she relaxed and thrust back in opposition to Cadbury's thrust. The effect was devastating, Cadbury had been nudging the neck of her womb, but the combined force of their opposing thrusts drove him deep into her. His knot forced her lips apart and almost lodged inside her. The feeling of having his cock so deep inside her fulfilled her dream; it was better than she had anticipated and gave her completeness, touching her very soul. Their next combined thrust drove his knot past her outer muscles; her lips closed around him behind his knot and locked him in. Cadbury realised that he was now fully connected and renewed his thrusting, gripping Jenny's waist in a tight embrace and pulled her toward him, ensuring that she would not be able to pull away. His knot immediately swelled and carried on swelling until he was completely locked and tied. Their thrusting became slower and jerky, she spilled over with a climax that clenched her muscles even tighter around the base of his cock; her climax was a prelude to an overwhelming orgasm that was building rapidly in her belly. Waves of heat blasted her wracked nervous system as she approached an orgasm, the like she had never had before. Cadbury was now fully extended and his own orgasm was impending, suddenly he gushed his hot semen into her womb. He jerked in repeated ejaculations, pouring his seed deep inside her body in an effort to impregnate her. His spasms seemed unending and the sheer volume of come was too much for her to accept. In spurts his semen escaped around their union as they rocked and shifted, it sprayed out of her around his madly twitching cock. Jenny reached her peek and added to the accumulation of gathering fluids coalescing on the towels. The sheer power of her orgasm stole her breath and senses. Her arms and legs felt alien and not part of her as her brain concentrated on the organs and nerve ends associated with procreation. It was almost too much and Jenny was on the verge of collapse. Although Cadbury's knot had grown to something the size of a medium soft ball, internal pressure, come and her natural lubrication and his shifting position, forced him out of her. His cock was ejected along with a torrent of combined seminal fluid. Jenny's insides felt momentarily, like a deflated bladder or ball. From a fully extended and distended condition, everything that had been inside her flooded out and left her feeling empty, but satisfied beyond her wildest dreams. Her orgasm still ripped through her in waves that made her shudder from head to toe, then calm and then shudder again. She was still climaxing when Cadbury cleaned her bruised lips and clit. The touch of his tongue sent a shock through her and was unbearable. She fell forward and flat on her face, exhausted and sated. Sleeping on the bed was not an option; their juices had soaked through. Somehow, she mustered enough energy to find the couch and roll up into a foetal position, but not before she had hugged Cadbury to her breast and kissed his mouth in gratitude and love. Tomorrow, Cadbury would be on duty, working for Jenny as her eyes, guiding her through her travel through the busy streets, the bus and shops. He unfailingly guided her to her office where she worked, expertly avoiding the crush of people; stopping at the pedestrian crossing until the green man flashed up on the indicator. It was a partnership that carried a special bond between women and dog, carried a close link of shared understanding and a companionship that was unshakeable. But at night, Cadbury was to be her lover, her master, her friend and soul mate. Jenny would always be his bitch and for ever ready to accept his insistent love.

ery beautiful woman, but the stories told about her, promised that this was going to be far from a enjoyable meeting! "Fraulein Hoffmeyer," Marie said smoothly, "why don't you save yourself a lot of discomfort by telling us all we want to know about your subversive activities in our country!!!" "Never," spat back Ilsa, "I'll never tell you a thing, you bitch!!!" Out of nowhere, Marie Krupp caught Ilsa across the face with a leather riding crop that nearly knocked her out! "My, my, such language," a still soft voiced Marie continued, "if you continue to displease me, we can make you exceedingly uncomfortable!!!" Ilsa, still stunned from the shot to the cheek, didn't answer, while trying to shake the cob webs from her head. Marie Krupp, however, went on, "I'm offering you one last chance, tell me about your organization or accept the consequences!!!" Ilsa, now able to speak, but a bit haltingly replied, "I told you never, and I meant it!" This time, Marie didn't strike out at her prisoner, instead she went over to a guard and whispered something in his ear. What ever she said to him made him laugh evilly, and Ilsa knew that that probably wasn't good news for her!!!

"Okay, take and get her ready, I'll be along shortly," Marie ordered the burly guard! He came over and grabbed her roughly by the arm and practically dragged her down the hall to a spartan room that only had a couple of chairs and what looked like a doctor's examining table. Also in the room was another agent, who stood calmly by the table, as if he was waiting for her. "Take off all your clothes," the man by the table ordered, "and make it snappy!" Ilsa surveyed the situation and realized it would be pointless to refuse, because if the stories were true, these to Nazis would have liked nothing better than to beat her senseless and then take her things off for her, so she slowly began removing her dress. When she was stark naked, the smaller, and it seemed more humane of the two agents asked her to please climb up on the table and lie down on her back. After she was in position, her arms were strapped tightly with restraints, and her legs were forced wide apart and then buckled into position. Unable to move, Ilsa could only imagine all sorts of painful terrors that awaited her. To her surprise, however, instead of inflicting great bodily harm to her, the young guard sat down on a stool between her legs and lathered her entire pubic area with soap, and after only a few seconds later, he produced a long straight razor and began meticulously saving her pubes. While not painful, Ilsa couldn't help but tense up as her most private parts were being displayed in front of the two strange men. When he was finished shaving her, the young guard, who Ilsa later found out was name Dieter, nodded to his partner, who in turn went to the door and summoned Maire Krupp back to the room.

"Well, well," intoned Krupp, "you look as smooth as a new born baby, Fraulein Hoffmeyer!" "What are you going to do to me," asked Ilsa in a trembling voice? "Oh my," Krupp said gaily, "I believe our visitor is a little nervous, well, don't worry about a thing, because today is your lucky day, and I guarantee that none of us here will harm even one hair on your pretty little head!" Ilsa knew better than to trust Marie Krupp, but she couldn't help but feel a little bit of relief at the probably empty promise. "Tape," Krupp ordered, and Dieter dutifully handed her a roll of white surgical tape of which Krupp then tore off a six or seven inch piece and stepped between Ilsa's splayed legs. Positioning the end of the length of tape on her left labial lip, she pulled it hard to the side, pulling Ilsa's vagina halfway open. Krupp then connected the other end of the tape to the inside of Ilsa's thigh, which in turn held her pussy open, while then taking the other piece of tape and repeating the procedure on the other lip. Ilsa's cunt was now more than exposed, it was pulled wide apart and held in place by the two strong pieces of medical tape. "My, my," Marie Krupp said, "she looks like she's ready to get fucked!!!" "Would you like that dear," asked Krupp, "would you like to have Helmut here stick his cock into you and fuck you hard until you cum!?!" It was a rhetorical question, because before Ilsa even had a chance to reply, Maire Krupp continued on, "No, I don't believe you would like that, and since you don't want it, I will respect your wishes and leave your little pussy unfucked!" Ilsa knew that something terrible was about to happen, but she couldn't do anything about it. As she was contemplating her fate, Dieter had slid what looked like a small metal hose into position about eighteen inches above her vagina. It didn't look sinister, but Ilsa knew better, all this sweet talk by Marie Krupp was just a stall until she got around to doing her dirty work.

When the apparatus was finally in place, Maire Krupp again took over and said softly, "Ilsa, I am giving you one more chance to tell me what you know about the underground, if you don't, well then, it's out of my hands!!!" "Growing more terrified by the minute, Ilsa in a bold defiant voice said, "No way will I tell you Nazi bastards anything, so do what ever you must to me, but I will remain silent!!!" A small smile crept over Marie Krupp's lips and she replied, "No, Ilsa, you will finally beg me to listen to you, and you will gladly tell me all that you know!" Marie gave a curt nod to Dieter, who pulled on a lever that in a matter of seconds allowed drops of water to fall from the end of the metal hose and on down to Ilsa's crotch where it hit just to the left of her clitoris. Marie reached up and carefully adjusted the end of the hose until the drips were hitting directly on Ilsa's clit. "Now fraulein, "Maire Krupp offered, "let us see how long it takes you to have an orgasm from the steady dripping of water as your only partner!!!" Ilsa felt sweat begin to break out on her forehead as the relentless dripping continued massaging her now totally erect clitoris. "My, my," intoned Marie Krupp, "look at how her clit is betraying her, I don't think I've ever seen one quite that large, have you Dieter?" The two of them laughed out loud as Ilsa desperately tried to keep her clit under control! Marie began caressing Ilsa's large chest and twisting her nipples, which in turn caused Ilsa's cunt to flood itself with even more pussy juice. Just when Ilsa thought she was about to go over the edge, out of nowhere, Dieter appeared with a syringe full of a clear liquid that could for all Ilsa knew be full of water. Marie took the syringe and slowly shoved it into Ilsa' arm while saying, "I can see that you're trying to resist your orgasm, well this will help you do just that, and in a few seconds it will be impossible for you to have a climax, and I promise you that in a while you will beg me to give you relief!"

Ilsa didn't really feel anything happening, but she had to admit that by now she normally would have had two or three orgasms. Marie ordered Dieter to suck on Ilsa's nipples, and with the young Nazi's mouth attached to her nipple, Ilsa felt the familiar feeling welling up in her surging cunt! "Hah," thought Ilsa, "I won't have any trouble cumming at all, I'm almost there now, but while waiting for the usual rush to rip through her vagina, she all at once got the sinking feeling Marie was right, because try as she might, she couldn't quite get over the hump! Her clit was now on fire in a way it had never been before! The insistent sucking of her nipples was sending a current of electricity directly to her crotch, but no amount of concentration could get her over the top! "Well, Ilsa," Marie asked smoothly, "are you ready to tell what I need to know!?!" Ilsa, now in great distress, shook her head violently and emphatically, NO!!! Marie Krupp just smiled and said, "Maybe a little show will put you more in the mood to cooperate, and with that, she slid out of her clothes and had Helmut do the same. While he may have been little more than muscle to keep prisoners in line, when he dropped his pants, Ilsa could see the largest cock she had ever seen in her life! "You like," asked Marie, while stroking the big cock in her right hand, "Helmut may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but you can see why I keep him around!!!" Ilsa was now in a state of almost a sexual frenzy! She tried her best to hide it, but when Helmut turned Marie around and took her from behind, Ilsa let out a long low moan that coincided with Marie's. The only difference was, that Marie had two hard orgasms in quick succession, while Ilsa was still hanging on the precipice of climax! After she had recovered from her cum, Marie came over to Ilsa and dabbed the sweat from her face and said sweetly, "Mmmm, that was so good, Helmut has such a wonderful penis, I came so fucking hard, but have to admit that I lied to you, I'm afraid we are going to have to let Helmut fuck you so you can feel how big and hard he is!"

Dieter moved the dripping water away from Ilsa's cunt, only to be replaced by the hulking Nazi who was running his cock up and down Ilsa's dripping slit. "Ilsa couldn't even speak, she was in such a high state of sexual arousal, but when Helmut buried his meat deep inside of her with one hard thrust, Ilsa screamed in ecstasy as the huge "hammer" pounded her into submission! "Is it good, dear," Marie asked soothingly, "don't you just love his big pecker inside of you!?!" By now Ilsa was totally gone, and all she could do was babble incomprehensibly, but the gist of it was that she was getting the fucking of her life!!! Marie Krupp leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Can you tell me now what you know, dear fraulein?!?" Ilsa moved her lips but no sound came out, except for the guttural growl of a wild animal in heat. Marie leaned over and took a hard nipple into her mouth and sucked hard, driving Ilsa to even greater heights! She was beginning to think that she might die right there on the table, her need for sexual release was so great, and while she didn't want to betray her cause, it was becoming very apparent that something was going to give! Marie again whispered into her ear, "Ilsa darling, just nod your head if you will cooperate, if you do, I promise you that within thirty seconds you will have the orgasm of your life!!!" It was over and Ilsa knew it, she couldn't hold out for another second, and so with great reluctance she nodded her head yes, while Dieter, standing by with syringe in hand, quickly stepped in and gave Ilsa a second injection, this one an antidote to the first. With all of her sexual energy concentrated on the tip of her clitoris, it was only a matter of moments until Ilsa's vagina was being not only ravaged by Helmut's monster cock, but by a whirlwind climax that tore through her like a raging tornado! With all the pent up sexual energy, Ilsa came for what seemed to her to be hours, even though it was only for a minute or two! When she finally came down from her high, Marie caressed her head in her arms and whispered what a good little slut she had been. Marie gave Dieter a nod, and he again arranged the water spout over her now gaping pussy. Ilsa whispered hoarsely that she was ready to cooperate, and pleaded with the Nazi bitch to leave her alone, but Marie smiled a sadistic smile and said evenly, "Oh dear, Ilsa, we are having too much fun to stop now, I think another two or three orgasms should just about do it!"

Drip, drip, drip, it was happening all over again! A sharp jab in her arm and the drug began to work its magic! Ilsa let her head roll to the side just in time to see Helmut mounting Marie Krupp and pounding his dick deep into her pussy! Her own clit began to careen out of control! It was going to be a long night!!!

 

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