("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  All rights reserved. Thank you for your 
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Marcia, Me And The Mutts
by SexualChocolate (address withheld)

***

Marcia and I had some history and fantasies in common. 
Our swing-friend Ronnie and his dog Roscoe turned 
fantasy into reality. (MMF, bi, F/beast, voy, swinger)

***

My wife Marcia is the sexiest woman I have ever been 
with. From our first encounter when we kissed for three 
hours she has been the center of my sexual life and 
fantasies. Sure, we're swingers and have some fun with 
others from time to time, but it is still the sex we 
have with each other that is the hottest... One of 
Marcia's treats is MFM. She loves being the center of 
attention and is more than able to use up everything 
two cocks have to offer. She is multi-orgasmic and 
versatile. She likes some DP cunt and ass, but really 
likes DP with two in the cunt. 

Did I mention she has great capacity in her cunt? After 
introducing her to fisting in our first year together 
it has become one of her favorite ways to get off. Many 
a wonderful evening has been spent with my fist in her 
cunt and her Hitachi vibrator beating a tattoo on her 
clit. Anyway, it was during one of our MFM swings that 
we got the ball rolling on a fantasy of ours that we 
never expected to live out.

Both Marcia and I share all our fantasies and 
experiences. One night as I was fucking her doggie 
style I just started playing around and wiggling up on 
her ass and from side to side, like I had seen male 
dogs do. Don't ask me why, it just seemed like the 
thing to do at the time. Well, if I tell you that I was 
shocked and turned on when Marcia suddenly started 
moaning; "Oh yea, fuck me doggy, fuck me you bad 
doggy!" She started cumming in buckets and so did I. 
Afterward we laid together and chatted as we clearly 
had some fantasies to share.

When I was young, my brother had a female dog and she 
got bread by a neighborhood dog; by accident. We kept 
her and her litter in the cellar and sometimes I'd go 
down and play with the dogs. One evening as the puppies 
nursed I got curious about all that sucking and 
wondered what it would feel like on my small cock, 
which I was plenty curious about too. Sure enough, when 
I offered the tip of my tool to one of the little mutts 
he just latched on and started sucking for all he was 
worth. The sensation was overpowering. Not only was 
this the first sex of any kind in my life, it was a 
blow job of an intensity that has not been matched 
since. 

I started shaking and my cock started quivering and 
tingling to the point where it scared me and I stopped. 
As you might imagine, I was back for more a few 
evenings later. Over the next month I got sucked off 
one or three times every night, sometimes without a 
break in between and also started cumming a small 
amount. I think it was that stimulation that started my 
sexual awakening both physically and mentally. 

It was all good till their little needle like teeth 
started to come in, then it had to stop. Nothing like 
it every happened again and I had not thought about 
bestiality of any kind until I was in my twenties and 
someone showed me some porn of dogs fucking women. That 
was hot! I jacked off to that until the novelty wore 
off then just sort of forgot about it. I even owned a 
dog once who tried to mount a girlfriend while we were 
messing around but we just thought it some sort of 
mistake and never explored further. So much for me.

When Marcia was a teen her girlfriend had a big 
Sheppard. She'd sleep over the girlfriend's house 
sometimes and since they were both going through 
puberty would play little sex games sometimes. She'd 
told me about these; how they used to put small things 
inside their cunts and how they would ride the arms of 
the big leather chair with their naked pussies. What 
Marcia had not told me was that she had played with 
Ranger's cock. After our doggy style fuck that night 
Marcia told me about Ranger. It started one night when 
she slept over her friend's house. Marcia used to sleep 
on a mattress on the floor and woke one night to find 
Ranger laying in bed beside her. She must have been 
dreaming... Well, here are her words as close as I can 
recall.

"I woke up and Ranger was there on the mattress. I must 
have been dreaming something sexual because my hand was 
in my pussy and it was really wet. That happened lots! 
My other hand was near Ranger's belly and without 
really thinking about it I reached for his nuts. They 
were furry and warm in my hand and it was fun to play 
with them so I started rolling them around gently. 
Ranger liked that and started licking my face but I 
pushed his head away. So after enjoying his nuts, it 
was just natural to reach for his cock, which up to 
this point, on any dog, I had only seen as a furry 
appendage. 

When I put my hand on it the shaft was hard under the 
fur and the pointed tip was poking out. I cupped my 
palm around the tip and Ranger started humping my hand. 
It was so erotic to be finally holding an excited cock, 
something I had only fantasized about. No matter that 
it was a dog, it was a hot, throbbing cock and I was 
making it feel good. Ranger started wetting my hand 
with a thin sticky stream from his tip. By now my 
fingers were all over my pussy and I was thrusting them 
in time to Ranger's thrust in my hand. Suddenly I was 
coming and had to stifle a moan. It was a surprise 
orgasm; pleasure just snuck up on me and overpowered 
me. I laid there with Ranger's warm, hard cock in my 
hand and my wet, swollen pussy in the other, then fell 
back to sleep.

The next morning I woke and would have believed it all 
a dream if my hand was not crusty where Ranger had 
filled it with his juice. My cunt was aching and my 
nightdress was soaked, but that was nothing new. The 
crusty hand though... I knew I had done something 
terrible but also wickedly exciting.

A few weeks later I was at my friend's house in the 
afternoon and we took Ranger for a walk. A bitch in 
heat had broken out of her pen and was wandering the 
neighborhood. Ranger got a whiff of her and dragged my 
friend up the street and finally got away from her. We 
ran screaming after Ranger and found him in someone's 
front yard madly fucking the bitch. He'd fuck her so 
fast it was a blur then stop, panting, catch his breath 
and start fucking again. My friend was frantic with 
laughter (she was a little sick, like me) and was 
egging Ranger on. "Fuck her Ranger," she said. To which 
the owner of the house who was standing behind us (we 
didn't see him) said; "That is no way for a young girl 
to talk. You get your dog off mine before I kick him in 
the behind!"

My friend started crying; "Please don't hurt Ranger! 
It's your fault. Your dog is to blame. Don't hurt 
Ranger!" The man walked to a garden hose, turned it on 
and started spraying Ranger with cold water. That got 
Ranger off the bitch but not out of the bitch. They 
were stuck and stuck hard. We didn't know why, but 
after some more cold water Ranger's cock pulled out of 
the bitch and we could see why! It was huge! The cock 
was swollen like a water balloon and there was a big 
bubble of muscle at the bottom. 

The whole thing twitched and pulsed and long shots of 
goo streamed out of the tip. Much more goo than he had 
put in my hand. Looking at that big thing I couldn't 
imagine how it fit in that other dog so just watched in 
awe as it hung down. I couldn't help feeling really 
sorry for Ranger. Here he was just doing what nature 
intended and he got sprayed with cold water. I wanted 
to cuddle him and make him feel better. My friend 
grabbed Ranger's leash and we walked him home; well, I 
hung back a little so I could keep an eye on that huge 
cock and watch it slowly shrink down to normal. I was 
shaking so bad I could hardly walk. My cunt was on fire 
and my mind was all twisted around.

The next time I stayed over night I laid in bed 
thinking about Ranger and getting hotter and more 
scared as slowly the whole house went to sleep. I had a 
cold pit in my stomach and a hot hole between my legs. 
True to form Ranger came to the mattress and lay down 
beside me to enjoy the warmth of my bed. There was my 
hand in my cunt again and it was soaking. This time I 
pulled the covers all off me so I could move my hand 
without making those little shuffling noises in the 
covers. There again was Ranger's cock too. Those big 
soft balls and that nice hard shaft. 

Nervously I started to stroke it again and out came 
that pointed tip. Only now I knew how much more of that 
cock there was and I wondered if I could make it grow 
as big and shoot those big jets of goo out of the tip. 
Ranger started liking my face and I raised the hand out 
of my cunt to push his nose away. When my hand touched 
his nose he licked it all over and when I moved it back 
to my pussy he followed it, licking all the way. Each 
time I pushed he just kept on licking and following the 
hand back to my pussy, then it dawned on me. He likes 
the taste of my pussy juice! Oh I was really shaking by 
then. 

I felt all weak and fluttery and thought I might pass 
out. This time I let Ranger follow my hand all the way 
into my pussy and soon his licks were all over the 
outside of my cunt. I opened my legs and Ranger shifted 
around till his snout was pressed against my mound and 
his tongue was slashing right up through my lips, into 
my hole and over my clit. He was so fast and made such 
a slobbering noise that I got scared my friend would 
wake up. We were in the same room. He also licked me so 
fast and so intensely that I came, then came again, 
then panicked and pushed him away. Holy shit! What had 
I done? I had real sex with a dog. Now it was not just 
jacking him off but oral sex and I had come. My first 
orgasms not with my own hands had just come from my 
friend's doggy. Holy shit!

That wasn't the last time. Whenever I got a chance and 
was sure I would not get caught I'd let Ranger lick me. 
He'd lick so fast! He'd just go to town on my cunt 
whenever I let him. He'd use his teeth on my lips 
sometimes and that would really get me off. It was 
painful and kinky and so sexy to have his sharp, white 
teeth nip at my lips while his tongue slobbered around 
in my hole. After a while he'd run to greet me whenever 
I came over and would try to shove his nose up my 
crotch. He'd even jump on my back and try to mount me 
anytime I was on the floor. My friend used to tease me 
but we never talked about "dog sex." 

Every time I masturbated at home in bed at night I'd 
see Ranger fucking that bitch; slapping her in the ass 
so fast and hard. Driving that huge tool deep into her 
guts. The thought of it would make me come and come. 
Sometimes I'd get on my knees on the floor and shove a 
cucumber into my cunt and pull my cunt lips while 
rotating my ass backward onto the bedpost. That fat 
cuke would punish my cervix with each push and twang 
the tip of it with each rotation. In my mind I'd see 
Ranger humping and jumping all over the bitch's ass and 
imagine what amazing things his tool was doing to the 
inside of her hole. 

When I'd come the cucumber would stay in my cunt, 
rolling through the opening, pushing it open and 
closing back up as I spasmed all over it. Sometimes I'd 
crawl back up into bed and fall asleep on my belly with 
that fat thing up me while I fantasized about dogs 
fucking me. It was really strange to wake up dripping 
with my cunt stuffed full.

After high school my friend and I just drifted apart 
and I never saw Ranger again, or had another dog to 
myself. But every time I saw a male dog that dog would 
start sniffing me and wanting to shove his nose in my 
crotch. For a long time I thought it was some kind of 
punishment for what I had done, then one day I realized 
it was just cause I got so wet every time a male dog 
was near me. They could smell me and they liked what 
they smelled. 

I've never stopped fantasizing about a doggy fucking me 
and tonight when you climbed up on my ass, pounded me 
and rocked from side to side I was suddenly back in 
that front yard and it was me that Ranger was fucking 
to beat the band while everyone watched and my friend 
said; "Fuck her Ranger!" Damn you made me come soooo 
good. I should have told you this before but it just 
never came up. Now you know why I love getting fucked 
doggy style and having you bite and pull on my cunt 
lips with your teeth when you eat me.

Marcia was curled up in my arms while she told this 
story. My cock was as hard as a rock. She stroked it 
and her pussy while I told her my story then we fucked 
again like the wild animals that we are.


Many times after that we'd fantasize about a dog 
fucking Marcia. She insisted that it was going to stay 
a fantasy no matter how hot it made her so we tried 
lots of new things to help make the fantasy more fun. 
One night I reached down and shoved my balls into her 
pussy while my cock was deep up her. Hell, if a hand 
would fit, so would a cock and balls. Her cunt mouth 
clamped tight behind my nuts and pulled on them making 
my strokes short and hard. The inside of her cunt 
pushed down hard on the head of my cock and her cervix 
strained to open and swallow it. 

We both started coming and my whole load was forced 
into her uterus. We stayed "tied" for some time after. 
My cock would not go down while her cunt was clenched 
around it. The sperm in her uterus made her cunt 
contract and spasm, almost like childbirth cramps she 
said. Balls and cock are a good simile for a knotted 
dog cock, but not the same. The size is not there and 
if you've ever seen a dog fuck, you know that no man 
could match the intensity and speed of a thrusting 
mutt.

We found a site online with dildos in the shape of dog 
cocks too. Marcia had some fun with that but really 
needed the wild humping and thrusting, the hands 
gripping her sides and forcing her back, splaying her 
cunt onto an insatiable invader. The dildo just did not 
do that. Later we found another called a Vixen that 
could inflate. When the inflation bulb was pumped the 
knot would fatten up and the cock would expand and get 
longer. The Vixen was also colored like a real dog 
dick. Oh, I should have mentioned that we purchased 
some dog porn and although most of it was faked there 
were a few real dog fuckings. 

Marcia and I would watch those while masturbating each 
other then I'd stick that inflatable dog dido in her 
cunt and shove my cock in beside it. Pump, pump, pump, 
squeal, squeal, squeal and cum, cum, cum. With the 
inflatable dildo I could just stay tied with her for 15 
minutes, tugging on the base of that fucker every now 
and then with encouraging words like; "he's stuck in 
you baby, your cunt is locked on that dog cock and will 
never close up after that fucking. More cuming, 
sometimes for me too. We had a nice little routine 
going that satisfied both our cravings.

We swing too. Marcia loves having two men love her and 
she gives as good as she gets. Lots of deep, passionate 
kissing. Intense cock sucking and handling. Many soft 
moans and sighs as she pushes back onto double 
penetrations. Lots of grunting and gurgling as she is 
buffeted between two ravishing cocks; one in the cunt 
and one down the throat, both eager to meet in the 
middle and unload. I love watching her fuck and come. 
It all works.

One of our favorite playmates is Ronnie. He is black 
and hung. Not all black men are hung but when one is 
that is sort of a fantasy come true. It sure makes 
Marcia wet. Ronnie has a black Labrador Retriever too; 
a male. He calls the dog Roscoe and pretty much kept 
Roscoe out of the way when we came over to his house. 
That all changed one weekend.

Marcia and I were staying with Ronnie overnight. We 
planned on partying with him on Friday then going to a 
big swing party on Saturday. Perhaps we'd play on 
Saturday or maybe we'd just chill by his pool. We opted 
for chilling but the naked bodies were too thrilling so 
one thing led to another and there were Ronnie and I 
tying Marcia up to the patio furniture. Marcia loves 
bondage. We roped her up slowly starting with her 
hands. The chaise we had her on has a great, soft 
cushion on it but is made of wrought iron with lots of 
filigree, meaning plenty of places to attach Ronnie's 
collection of cuffs and straps. 

Her legs were wide and up, opening her ample cunt to 
the air. The pillows we put under her ass raised it 
just enough so her cunt tunnel was angled almost 
straight down. We blindfolded her then put on ear muffs 
so she could not hear us talking. Oh the mystery and 
suspense of it all. What were we doing? What were we 
planning to do? 

Ronnie has a nice collection of dildos so we got out 
some of those and took turns putting them in Marcia. 
We'd let go of them and just watch them wagging around 
like tails as her booty wiggled in pleasure. Sometimes 
we fucked her face a little and she sucked happily, 
showing us how thankful she was for the obscene 
pleasures we were giving her. Both Ronnie and I got 
down between her ass cheeks and sucked on her asshole. 
Although she won't do it for me, Marcia absolutely 
loves having her asshole sucked on and tongued. We 
sucked and tongued that hole until it puckered out a 
good half inch!

Ronnie got out a new dildo called a torpedo. He told me 
he got it from a gay dildo place and it was made for 
stretched out man-holes, but it looked just right for 
Marcia's big cunt. It was shaped like a cucumber but 
much fatter at one end, perhaps like an eggplant. About 
9 inches long to the base and about 3 and a half inches 
across at the widest part which was about 3 inches back 
from the tip. From there it tapered down to about two 
inches diameter. It sure looked like Marcia was going 
to love that. Ronnie explained that he had cored it out 
and filled it with lead balls to make it almost a pound 
heavier. He had a plan...

I pulled open her hole and Ronnie just poured in the 
Maximus lubricant. When I let go of her lips the lube 
just oozed out of her hole and down the cushions. Man, 
what a sight! Ronnie took the Torpedo and held it over 
her hole, about two inches over the open slot. I gently 
massaged around her lips trying to relax her and make 
her open up and she did. That nice hole that had been 
sucking on dildos since before noon and it just gaped 
open for us. Ronnie gave me a wink and let that torpedo 
go. True to its name it penetrated Marcia's hull and 
kept on going, right to the engine room. 

She screamed at the surprise, force and depth of the 
penetration and her cunt clamped hard on the Torpedo 
trying to push it out. That fat bulge stopped her from 
doing that though. Every time her cunt clamped and 
pushed the dildo up it would stop at the bulge then 
when the spasm relaxed the Torpedo would drive back 
into her hole. Without intending to Marcia was giving 
herself a hell of a fucking, in bondage, and screaming 
out her orgasms. Ronnie was so delighted with himself 
that his grin went out to the ears. 

We took turns rubbing our cocks on her asshole and 
around her pussy, pushing the Torpedo back and forth. 
Because the Torpedo was narrow at the mouth of her cunt 
we could slide fingers into her pussy and asshole while 
it was burred to the hilt. One of us would make her 
crotch go crazy while the other one leisurely fucked 
her gurgling, groaning mouth. With his cockhead just 
inside her sphincter Ronnie picked up his little 
leather riding crop and started smacking Marcia's cunt 
lips and the top of the dildo. Smack! A nice red lip 
starts swelling. SMACK! On the top of the dildo making 
it lunged into her pussy. Back and forth Ronnie went, 
faster and faster. 

Marcia's screams got wilder and her cunt shook like 
there was an earthquake under us; "You fucking 
bastards! You cunt fucking shits! Do you like seeing me 
used like this you pricks! Oh shit your fucking my cunt 
all up and I'm coming! Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! Then she 
passed out while Ronnie emptied his balls into her 
asshole and my spunk just poured over her open mouth.

"Man, that calls for a beer," said Ronnie. We were both 
sweating and still rock hard from watching Marcia come. 
We both wanted another fuck but had to wait for Marcia 
to come around. She'd earned a little rest. Not 
thinking much of it we left her comfortably bound to 
the lounge and blindfolded, walked into the house and 
cracked two cold ones. Like a couple of High School 
jocks high off a win at the big game, we clinked 
bottles and relived the whole experience. Man, we were 
going to give Marcia lots more fucking before this day 
was out. Fifteen minutes later we headed back outside.

Something was going on. Marcia was moaning. "Fuck, oh 
fuck, oh please stop, please stop, I just can't take 
anymore of that. What is that? Oh please, what is that? 
Aahhhhhhh fuck! I'm coming again! Ah! Ah! Fucking A, oh 
stop for just a minute I'll do anything just stop!" 
Ronnie and I looked at each other in surprise. What the 
fuck? Was she dreaming? Nope.

When we rounded the side of the cabana there was Marcia 
just as we left her and there was Roscoe between her 
legs, licking her cunt, asshole and belly to beat the 
band. Marcia's muscles were tensed into knots and her 
neck tendons stood out like cord. Her body was shaking 
and the Torpedo was pumping up and down like a piston 
with every lick of that dog's tongue. She was so 
sensitive that every lick set off a spasm in her hole. 
Holy shit! We just stood there, paralyzed, turned on 
like never before watching Roscoe lick the hole right 
off of my wife. We reached for our dicks and wanked 
them to simultaneous orgasms, ending with cum dripping 
down our thighs.

Ronnie went to Roscoe and pulled him back. "Oh thank 
you" panted Marcia. "OK, what will that cost me, or, 
what will it cost me to have you do that again? What 
was it? A new toy? It felt warm and wet like a real 
licking, only rougher and bigger. Oh let me see it and 
you can do that some more." All the fantasies and 
"doggy" play we had done and here it was happening for 
real, just by accident. What would I tell her? What 
would Marcia say when she saw the dog?

Lifting one ear muff for just a moment I said; "Just 
lay there baby. We'll give you more but first I'm 
taking the torpedo out of your hole. After you start 
coming again we'll show you the new toy. OK? That's the 
deal and you really don't have any choice anyway" 
Marcia loves to be used and I was going to use her up 
right. But what a risk. What if she freaked out and got 
mad. I love her too much to upset her, but part of what 
we have is an unbridled sexuality. This was the moment 
to test her resolve to keep bestiality in the world of 
fantasy.

Ronnie pulled out the Torpedo, now dripping with lube 
and come and piss (Marcia squirts like crazy). I gave 
him the nod and he let Roscoe loose. Wham! Back into 
that pussy he dove. He snout buried in the hole, no 
longer blocked by the wad of black silicone. His tongue 
slathered all around the deep pit, in, out around and 
down again. The short stubble around his muzzle rasped 
at Marcia's sensitive lips and ground her swollen clit 
under the onslaught. Fuck, she started coming almost 
the minute that mutt hit her muff. 

Her hips were bucking that cunt up into his muzzle and 
shaking like she was plugged into the wall socket. 
Roscoe bared his white teeth and took a nice nip of her 
left cunt lip and pulled. Marcia screamed and squirted 
piss all over the dogs face. Appearing to love it, 
Roscoe returned his attention to the hole, quickly 
locating the source of that nice nectar to slobber and 
gobble down as much as Marcia could give. Quickly, 
before she passed out again, I pulled off the blindfold 
and raised her head to face her fuck hole. 

Marcia's eyes bugged out and her mouth opened in 
soundless words. It slowly formed a wide O, then 
gasping for breath, Marcia came one last time and 
passed out. Even Roscoe's continued assault on her 
snatch did not rouse her so Ronnie and I put Roscoe 
inside, returned, and sat down next to Marcia, awaiting 
her revival and reaction.

"Back in this world darling?" I asked as she slowly 
opened her eyes.

"Unh hunh. I think so."

She drew a deep breath and raised her head. "What the 
fuck guys? Did I dream that or did you just let a dog 
chew on your favorite toy?" That cracked us up and I 
knew it was going to be alright.

"Holy fucking shit Ronnie, did you teach him to do 
that?" Looking at me she asked; "Dear Husband, did you 
tell stories out of school? Did you tell Ronnie about 
my secret past?"

"No Marcia, in fact we didn't plan it." Said Ronnie. 
"You passed out and we went for a brew. When we came 
back there Roscoe was, licking all around your hole 
trying to figure out how to get his tongue in past that 
dildo. It looked so fucking hot so then we figured why 
not go all the way and let him have at you. Looks like 
he's one hell of a cunt-licker too my baby girl." 
Ronnie grinned that big, charming grin of his and wiped 
his big black cock up and down Marcia's damp slot.

"Look at you two. Couple of fucking big hard cocks you 
got watching that mutt lick me. Where is my new friend? 
Did he get bored with all that licking?

"No Ma'am," said Ronnie. "I think Roscoe is inside 
pining away for you. We put him away until you came to 
in case you were pissed at us."

"Oh I'm pissed alright. The accidental licking was one 
thing but you guys sure took a chance on the second 
round. Lucky for you it felt so fucking good and I've 
done that before. Now go get him, I want to watch this 
time."

Ronnie went back inside for Roscoe, who came bounding 
out as soon as Ronnie opened the door. Straight to 
Marcia's cunt he went, slobbering and dancing all 
around her ass. 

"Like that treat doggy? Want to eat that all up? Marcia 
loves it when you stick that fat tongue of yours in 
there you nice boy. Ah, fuck, ah ah ahhhhhhh," she 
moaned as she came again. After that she stopped 
talking cause we both shoved her mouth full of cock. 
Several comes later, shaking her head she said; "Let me 
see his cock. Bring him over here. Is it sticking out? 
Am I turning him on? Oh I always wanted to know if a 
dog would get a hard-on from licking me. I've never 
done this in daylight before"

Ronnie took hold of Roscoe and pulled his snout out of 
her snatch. He moved Roscoe around to the side where 
Marcia could see under him. "Oh nice boy! Nice boy! 
Look at the little pink tip all dripping and hot... 
Marcia knows what you've go hidden in that fur package 
of yours" 

Still bound at the wrists and ankles, Marcia could only 
stare. Ronnie was looking a bit incredulous and I could 
see the wheels turning in his head. How did Marcia know 
what a dog cock looked like? Who knows what he imagined 
Marcia had done. It was my turn to be shocked when 
Ronnie said; "Think so Marcia? I don't know what kind 
of dog dicks you've been playing with but this black 
lab is hung like his black master" Smiling at me, 
Ronnie went on... "Like to see more? I'll get the rest 
of it out for you my naughty little beast slut. You're 
not the first woman that Roscoe's had fun with. No mam, 
he's been lickin' and fuckin' hot woman pussy for some 
time. You game?"

Holy shit! This was turning into a dog fuck party!

Marcia just nodded slowly, eyes wide open and bulging 
out. I got between her legs and rested my cock between 
her soaking lips not knowing what was so nice a 
slippery around my cock, Marcia's come or Roscoe's 
slobber. I decided it really didn't matter as long as 
it felt so good. Putting my palm flat on top of my 
cock-shaft and cock-head I rubbed it into her trench, 
pushing her swollen lips all around and massaging her 
clit with the underside of my flare. Marcia moaned and 
smiled at me then returned her stare to Roscoe's 
equipment.

Ronnie was full of surprises!

He had a hold of Roscoe around the middle with one arm 
and the other was reaching up between Roscoe's legs 
from the rear. His hand was massaging and stroking 
Roscoe's balls and shaft, occasionally caressing the 
pink tip, which was now emerging as the business end of 
a large, very red cock. Catching my stare and look of 
surprise Ronnie said" Hey man, its hot. You should try 
it. Treat him good and he'll treat your old lady to a 
fucking good time. Hell, if there's no women around 
he'll even lick your ass and balls while you jack off"

Fuck Ronnie" sputtered Marcia. "Will you do that for 
me? Can I see Roscoe lick your asshole? Will you make 
him lick my honey's asshole too? I won't lick his 
asshole but sometimes I stick dildos up it. Tell him 
honey! Tell him how much you... Ahhhhhh!" Marcia came 
again "Oooohhhh, tell him how much you love having that 
fucking hole of yours played with."

Oh well, I guess if I had spilled the beans on Marcia's 
appetite for dog tongue she had a right to divulge my 
secret enjoyment of anal sex. We never told the couples 
we played with because we were worried they'd think I 
was gay. It's not like that. Loving having your asshole 
fucked with doesn' make want to cuddle with a guy, not 
by a long shot. It just makes the come pour out of your 
cock. Oh well.

Ronnie smiled at me. "So, like getting your tight but 
fucked, eh buddy. You two are full of surprises and so 
am I. Marcia, look at Roscoe's cock. See how it sticks 
way out of that fury sheath? See the little squirts of 
juice? Here, I'm going to point his dick at you and 
shoot them all over your tits. Feel that? Hot, wet. 
Here is more baby. Some for the neck. Oh yea, a squirt 
for the chin and then..."

I watched in awe as Ronnie directed Roscoe's pre fuck 
lube all around Marcia's neck and chest. Marcia 
clenched her lips tight and I knew that dog-come had 
gone as close to her mouth as she wanted. Ronnie picked 
up on it too and directed the hot squirts all over her 
stiff nipples and full breasts. A gurgling moan escaped 
from her throat and her cunt gyrated under my cock and 
hand. 

"Oh hell that's hot, fucking hot you jacking him off 
for me. Honey you know how much I love to see a cock 
jacked off. I love come all over me. Rub your cock on 
my cunt honey. And you rub that nice doggy's cock 
Ronnie! I love seeing you guys play with your cocks. 
You like stroking his cock don't you Ronnie. Oh yea, I 
can see. You fucking like it as much, ah, as fuckin 
much as I doooo... Aaarrrghhh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" 
It was all too much for me and for Marcia. We both 
came.

"Yea man," said Ronnie. "You two just enjoy this nasty 
little scene and let Ronnie take you for a ride. Marcia 
seems to like what you were doing so let's let Roscoe 
have a go at that."

I climbed off my wife's come soaked hole and moved 
aside. Ronnie brought Roscoe around to the bottom of 
the lounge and up between Marcia's splayed legs. "No 
fucking. No fucking... I-I... just not ready for 
that.," pleaded Marcia. She sounded a little weak and 
confused to me though. 

In his smooth, sexy voice Ronnie said; "Don't worry 
baby Marcia. Nothin' happenin' here you don't want to 
happen. We're gonna start out real slow and just shoot 
some of this nice slick juice on those puffy lips, then 
maybe we'll rub this dick around a little bit, just 
back and forth, slowly back and forth and all around 
that nice hot cunt of yours. Wait till you feel how hot 
this dick is, but I guess you already know about that, 
don't you Miss. Vixen?"

While he was coaxing and teasing Marcia with his words 
Ronnie was slowly moving Roscoe up over Marcia's lower 
body. Thinking it might be sexier if she could not see 
what was happening, and to keep Roscoe from sticking 
his tongue into her face, I bent over her and kissed 
her deep. Marcia loves to kiss and is probably the 
deepest, wettest kisser in the world. I could not see 
what Ronnie was doing. I could feel Marcia groaning 
into my throat. Roscoe's two front legs were up beside 
Marcia's upturned belly and he was panting over my 
back. I had to look. I just had to see what Ronnie was 
doing with Roscoe between Marcia's legs.

Fuck! Hot! There was Roscoe's fat, red, pointed cock 
resting right in the cleft of Marcia's cunt. Ronnie's 
black hand was flat on top of it. Marcia's cunt lips 
splayed open and moved as Ronnie put pressure on the 
dog cock, forcing it all over the top of Marcia's 
cleft. The pointed tip had a small hole from which 
regular shots of clear cum shot out and forward; right 
onto my neck. I didn't care. This was so fucking hot.

Straining under me Marcia said; "Oohhh fucking hot. 
That cock is so fucking hot against my pussy. It feels 
like its been dipped in hot water. Oh shit! Shit! Shit! 
Ah, ah, ahhhhh" Marcia came with a dog cock on her cunt 
for the first time in her life.

"Ohmyfuckingcunt!" moaned Marcia. "Let me see. I want 
to see what you are doing. Oh let me see that hot dick 
on my cunt. Oh yea, oh look at it. Fucking red, pointed 
fat cock. Oh yea Ronnie. Rub that hot fucker all over 
my pussy."

By now Roscoe was getting pretty worked up and was 
humping under Ronnie's palm. His cock slid back and 
forth in the wet trench of Marcia's slit. As he got a 
bit more forceful on the forward stroke I could see 
Ronnie's hand being pushed up a bit. Each time that 
happened Marcia would twitch and gasp. 

"What the fuck? Oh what-the-fuck-is-smacking-my-cunt?" 
gasped Marcia.

"That's his big fat knot baby," whispered Ronnie. "That 
is a big old muscle in his dick, like nothin no man 
ever had. When he fucks his bitch that muscle goes 
inside past her tight opening and the flexes up real 
fat inside her insides. Dog cunt is like your's baby, 
like when I fist your big slit. It's a little bit tight 
on the outside but once inside it gets nice and wide. 
Roscoe fucks you and he wants to drive that big knob 
into your hole and make you his own. Once he gets that 
inside you, your not going anywhere. 

"Roscoe's gonna take you and make drain his dick till 
his balls shrivel up empty. Course you won't care baby, 
you'll be cumming on that big ball. The rest of that 
dick won't be idle either you sweet fucker. That 
thing's gonna be deep in you, down where your cervix 
sits. The point's gonna find that little knob of yours, 
and the little hole in the middle, and just tunnel up 
there to fill your guts with sticky come. That's what 
he does baby. He MAKES you his bitch."

Marcia's eyes squeezed shut tight, crinkling at the 
corners while the cords of her neck stuck out with the 
strain of her orgasm. Ronnie had pushed the base of the 
knot against Marcia's hole and was rolling the ball 
back and forth, trying to force it up her slick cunt. I 
watched in awe as her lips ground open around the knot. 
Fully half of the thing was forced into her stretched 
hole. If not for the big hairy balls hanging by her 
asshole and the swollen red dick protruding from the 
top of her cunt lips the big nut might have slipped 
right in.

"Aagghhhhh!" moaned Marcia as Ronnie ground Roscoe's 
knot into her hole and his sticky cock back and forth 
over he clit. As the cock rubbed from side to side I 
could see her fattened clit pop from one side to the 
other. It looked red and dripped with slick juice. I 
could only imagine what she was feeling and thinking. 
The scene made my cock burn and hurt with the intensity 
of the erection. Looking at Ronnie's fat black dick, I 
could see it had the same effect on him. A steady 
stream of pre-cum was dripping out his cock hole and 
down the thick shaft onto his balls.

Marcia started bucking her hips in time to the fucking 
of the dog. The cock wasn't inside her cunt but they 
were fucking. Her intensity and non-stop orgasms were 
all the proof we needed to see what she was imagining. 
Thinking she might pass out again, Ronnie pulled the 
dog back just a bit. Panting, Marcia cried; "Why did 
you stop? You fucking bastard! Why did you stop fucking 
me? I was coming damn you. I was fucking coming my guts 
out and you fucking stopped. Oh put it back! Put it 
back inside you fuckers! If you want any more of that 
cunt for yourselves you'd better put that fucking cock 
back!"

Panting and rotating her hips, bucking up and down, she 
kept up an incoherent babble of entreaties and threats.

"What do you say amigo" asked Ronnie? His smile told me 
what he wanted to do. His arm had a firm hold on 
Roscoe's abdomen and his other hand was wrapped around 
the now fully erect and bloated club of a cock that dog 
was sporting. "In we go old buddy? She's lookin ready 
to me man!"

Entranced I just stared dumbly with my mouth open, 
trying to find words. Marcia babbled, cum dripped, a 
cunt was pouting and everyone was wired up to get off. 
Long streams of saliva poured off Roscoe's tongue. The 
pooled in the cup made by Marcia's tits and stomach. 
Slowly, Ronnie lowered the spurting red cock till the 
point was aimed directly at Marcia's gaping hole. The 
shots of dog cum just disappeared into that bottomless 
gap. Speechless, I slowly shook my head no. Speechless, 
Marcia slowly rocked her head back and forth. Was it 
yes or just mindless movement?

Ronnie was listening to the animal heat all around us. 
I don't think he cared what my bug-eyed, slack jawed 
shaking head had to say. He was listening to the raging 
heartbeat in his hand, yearning with animal lust for a 
deep cunt to burry its seed in. He was listening to the 
rhythmic creaking of the lounge as Marcia humped her 
cunt up to meet the spurting tip. His eyes were locked 
on Marcia's, who looked not at the dog or her cunt or 
the obscene union that was about to take place, but 
just at Ronnie.

Ronnie who held the cock that could satisfy her needs. 
Ronnie who could, just by relaxing his grip, fulfill 23 
years of fantasies about dogs. Secret, dark, unshared 
and utterly erotic fantasies of bestial fucking. The 
wordless communication of two sexually connect 
beings...

As Ronnie's grip relaxed Roscoe humped forward. The red 
cock, held and guided by Ronnie's black hand pointed 
ominously toward it goal. With each thrust Ronnie let 
it get closer to fulfilling all our needs.

"Oh! Oh my god! You fucks! I said no fucking and you're 
making me fuck it. Fucking A, ah, ah. Stick it in! Oh 
fuck you devil stick it in. Stick your red cock into 
me. Put that pitchfork up my hole." Marcia strained at 
her bonds, alternating between emotions. Stop then go, 
in then out. Her lust crazed body couldn't decide what 
it wanted.

Slowly, Ronnie let Roscoe's cock slip into Marcia's 
gaping slot. The pointed tip he rolled around in 
circles spreading cum all over the hole while Marcia 
humped madly up and down against the heated probe. As 
the thickened shaft made contact with her fat lips the 
pointed head no longer popped in and out with each 
thrust. The squirting come was all directed deep into 
Marcia's belly. Deeper and deeper that cock went. 
Harder and harder Marcia strained at the bonds. Nothing 
she said was intelligible now. Nothing more than a 
wailing, gurgling, babbling stream of obscenities 
flowed from her wailing throat.

"That's the shaft man," gloated Ronnie. "The whole 
fucking shaft is up that big fucking hole of hers. Can 
you imagine how much juice this fucker's pumped up 
there already and he ain't even come yet!"

"Waddaya say man? Let-er go? Wanna watch this fat plug 
drop into that hole? Wanna see my man make your bitch 
his bitch? Make the call man! I can't hold him back. 
He's either gonna come inside or out but this fucker's 
gonna come buckets soon!"

"No!" I blurted. "Not inside. Don't let the knot 
inside. Hang onto it. She's in another planet right now 
but if she comes out of this hung up on that bal and 
pissed, you don't want it to be you that put it there." 

I don't know how I had the presence of mind to say 
that. There was nothing in the world I wanted more than 
to see that ball of dog muscle disappear into my love 
hole and blow up like a grapefruit. Well, there was one 
thing. I wanted to see it happen when Marcia was not 
tied up, not coerced with sensation and lust. I wanted 
to see it happen with Marcia down on her knees, ass 
out, inviting. I wanted to see Marcia ask the dog for 
his cock and present herself to him, to become his 
bitch, to take his tie and then I wanted to hold her 
head in my hands and fuck her open throat while Roscoe 
poured his seed into her womb. I wanted this to be what 
Marcia wanted most of all but this was not the time to 
push the limts.

Ronnie grasped Roscoe's knot and said; "OK man but you 
gotta help me out. I gotta come and I gotta hold this 
nut. Get over here and jack me off or I'm letting the 
dog loose."

Marcia's eyes bugged as I moved to take Ronnie's fat 
fucker in my hand. Both hands were slick from cum and 
lube as was everything within a foot of the lounge 
chair. "Your lucky I don't make you suck me off you 
prick" laughed Ronnie, smiling an assurance that he was 
just jocking. "That's it man, it won't take much. I'm 
so fucking worked up. You got the hottest bitch on the 
planet. Oh yea, slip that fucker up and down. Aaahhhhh 
fucke!," yelled Ronnie as he started coming.

My own cock was busy in my hand and my come mingled in 
the air with Ronnie's as we both spurted long strings 
of come in arcs onto Marcia's heaving chest. Ronnie 
tightened his grip on Roscoe's knot and held it steady 
at the opening of Marcia's humping snatch, pressing the 
knot against her folds, keeping the burning red pole 
buried deep in her cunt but not letting the full length 
of dog cock and knot burry inside her. Roscoe humped 
like crazy then held stock still, panting and drooling. 
His balls pumped, one side then the other, like small 
bellows blowing steam into an engine. His hips quivered 
with the intensity of his animal orgasm.

Marcia gasped and stopped humping. "Holy fucking fuck 
inside hot inside fucking cum and hot inside 
meeeeeeee!!" She wailed. Her head moved to look at her 
split cunt, filled with dock cock and filling with dog 
cum. It snapped to the side to look at Ronnie and I, me 
holding both our cocks, stroking them down as we 
continued to drip come, Ronnie, holding his dog's 
quivering cock as it pulsed come into her hole. She 
opened her mouth as if to speak. It looked like she was 
trying to say; "I love you," then she passed out.

Ronnie pulled Roscoe away from Marcia and set him free 
to go off an clean his cock. Lucky dog! I let go of 
Ronnie's cock and he said "Thanks man." To which I 
grinned and replied, "Anytime old friend." 

Marcia lay on the lounge still bound to the chair. Her 
lax body remained propped up at the hips, holding her 
ample cunt up vertically like a well. Deep in that well 
was a lot of liquid. Ronnie and I each put a finger on 
one side of the opening and slowly pulled. Down in the 
bottom of that pink cavern we could see a puddle of 
with spunk. Floating in the puddle was Marcia's cervix, 
the slit in the tip still tightly closed. I knew if 
Roscoe had his way that small slit would be gaping and 
gurgling out bubbles of his come. Insanely both Ronnie 
and I started to get turned on again. Simultaneously we 
stroked our cocks back to life.

"You wanna man?" I asked.

"Sure Dude" said Ronnie. "You first man, you're the 
husband."

"No way" I insisted, "I'll take the caboose."

Marcia never stirred as Ronnie sank his length into her 
hole. Her eyes never fluttered when his fat cock caused 
rivulets of dog come to bubble madly back up her 
channel and over her battered cunt lips. Not a peep did 
she make as Ronnie dumped another load of come in 
there.

Marcia looked so peaceful as I mounted her. My cock 
felt the burning heat of all the cock and come that had 
been in her pussy. Still not in this world, Marcia's 
soft walls pulsed with a life of their own. Is there is 
cock inside me" those walls seemed to ask? If there is 
a cock inside me then I'll milk it. I'll work it and 
gain its nectar. Her cunt is just amazing. As I looked 
at Marcia's dreaming face and felt connection of our 
deep love, I unloaded, groaning, mixing my sperms to 
swim and battle among those of man and beast.

Slowly we unbound Marcia, cleaned everything but her 
hot pussy and covered her with a soft towel. Ronnie and 
I got a couple of beers, laid back in the other lounges 
and fell asleep. We never did make that party.


Chapter Two
We'd crossed the line. Marcia did not say so, we didn't 
talk about it after we left Ronnie's place, but you 
could tell something had changed. Marcia was more 
wonton than usual. She wore shorter dresses and no 
panties in places she would have been a bit more 
conservative just a month before. Several times dogs 
caught her scent and nosed her crotch as she stood 
slightly spread legged. She would not stop them but 
would momentarily pretend not to notice, then would 
squeal a little and say; "Oh you naughty doggy" and 
look the owner right in the eye with a wicked stare. 
Although she never asked for it, I knew she wanted to 
be fucked doggy style every time we hit the mattress. 

Often after I'd come and pulled out she'd stay on her 
knees, shoulders low and submissive, humping her ass 
upward, presenting herself. I'd know and get the 
special toys. The Vixen dildo with the inflatable 
knot... First the lube, lots of it, would be spread all 
around the gaping hole Marcia presented to her fantasy 
lover. Dripping with slick sauce her cunt just begged 
for filling. Around and around the opening I'd swirl 
the pointed tip. Slip inside, fall out, slide up the 
crack of her ass, fall under and rub in her gash, 
missing, always missing that fuckhole. 

Teasing, unable to find its goal, then suddenly, 
whoosh! Deep inside it would go until the pointed tip 
made contact with the inner hole; the small one in her 
cervix. Pump, pump, pump would go the bulb, inflating 
the bulb-knot and sealing the fake dog-cock into her 
pussy. Groaning she'd hump up at the intruder, 
whimpering and mewing her approval and submission. As 
the bulb pumped to full capacity, stretching the walls 
of her cunt to their final dimension, the pointed tip 
would extend, probe and then part the opening to her 
cervix. 

She'd groan and I'd know that the tip was inside. 
Marcia had explained that when her cervix is invaded it 
causes a sort of cramping deep in her sex organs. The 
cramps set off spasms of contraction that forced her 
cervix to descend down her cuntal channel and become 
forced further onto the red spike. Each contraction 
forces more of the taper into her womb and each 
forceful entry causes a deeper contraction. 

It was during this cycle of uncontrollable self-fucking 
that her cunt would strain against the swollen knot and 
forced her thick lips and entire cunt to bulge outward. 
A small trickle of excess juice burbled around the 
stretched hole. Bulge, relax, groan, contract, drip, 
bulge, moan, whimper, quiver, on and on with the force 
of the inflated ball and the contractions, her lips 
stretched obscenely thin by with the strain of 
retaining that bulbous object. 

The sight of Marcia insanely impaled on the bestial 
dildo made my cock painfully erect. My balls ache with 
tension and smooth precum moistens the angry red hole 
in the swollen purple head of my cock.

Marcia would pant, and sometime babble about dogs 
fucking her, about come searing the inside of her womb, 
about being a good bitch. All the while her body would 
be racked with orgasms. I'd have to put an adult 
protective pad under he cunt for with each spasm of 
orgasm her bladder would loosen and project a stream of 
hot piss downward. She'd just hang there, suspended by 
her fantasies on the impossibly large knot of a dog 
dildo, contracting and fucking her cervix open 
involuntarily, coming in waves and slowly passing into 
oblivion.

Once the contractions started I'd smother my face in 
her asshole. That pink pucker would be pushed outward 
from the pressure in her groin. Pulsing in time to the 
contractions in her gut it would blossom like a pink 
rose. Sucking on it I could make it swell further out 
from its warm cave. Sucking and pushing my tongue 
inside I could feel the texture of her anal canal and 
taste the musk of her sex. Marcia loved anilingual 
attention so would moan and thrust her hole back for me 
to open further. 

I've always loved Marcia's ass, so round and full. 
She's a skinny girl with a booty. Every man we know 
lusts after her ass. At the center of those incredible 
globes is the sweetest pucker on the planet. Just 
putting my face into her cleft gets me rock hard. The 
sensation of my tongue swirling over the soft wrinkles 
inflames me; Marcia too. As I eat her ass she'll come 
and drip. Inside that pucker is a soft, warm and wet 
hole that blossoms for my probing. Marcia occasionally 
enjoys getting a cock up that passage, but she always 
goes nuts for a warm tongue buried in her bung hole. 
Fucking turns me on like nothing else too!

As I mouth that wet hole her soft, small hand collects 
juice from her dripping cunt and spreads it on my cock 
encircling and stroking the beast until it unloaded for 
her. After I finished sucking and laving her pucker, 
fully one inch of her inner ass would be hanging out of 
the hole, dripping with my saliva. 

Sometimes I'd leave the Vixen inside her. Laying her 
face down on the bed with that fat bulb lodged inside, 
forcing her cunt lips to swell out. She'd moan and 
dream. Once after a long and strenuous session of 
fucking and dildoing she slept till morning in that 
dream-drugged state, waking to a sore and aching cunt. 

When I helped her remove the swollen bulb the hole just 
exploded. It had been juicing all night long, unable to 
expend a drop due to the large ball in her socket. She 
told me she was exhausted and that she had been 
dreaming non-stop about being a captive of a man-dog 
who knotted and made her his bitch. She half woke 
several times to the contractions of her inner sex 
organs. By morning her cervix was loose and fully 
opened, allowing her to enjoy the engorged taper lodged 
deep into her womb. Pulling open her cunt I examined 
the depths and was greeted by an angry, swollen cervix 
with a loose hole where once a small slit had been. 
Ooze drizzled from the ragged opening.

Marcia was deep into the fantasy of bestiality now...

***

I was headed out to camp for the weekend. It was an 
annual ritual to open the camp each spring with a guys 
weekend of fishing and hard work. In May the bugs can 
be bad and its always cold so this was never a trip 
Marcia made. After our wild weekend with Ronnie and 
Roscoe, Ronnie and I had become good friends as well. 
Opening our fantasies to each other had opened other 
lines of communication as well. On the spur of the 
moment I decided to invite Ronnie to camp with me.

"Love to man! That sounds like fun." He responded. 
"Trouble is I can't leave Roscoe here for a weekend 
alone and it's too late to line up the doggie daycare"

We were discussing the pros and cons of bringing Roscoe 
along; the danger of the cold water, the chance he'd 
run off into the big woods and get lost, when Marcia 
suggested that she could watch him for the weekend.

"Fantastic!" exclaimed Ronnie. "Tell her to stay over 
here OK? Roscoe will be nothing but trouble in a 
strange place without me. He'll be whining and trying 
to find me. Might even run off looking for home!"

"OK" Marcia agreed. "It's just warm enough that I can 
lounge out by the pool at Ronnie's and get a jumpstart 
on my tan"

With Roscoe's care ensured, the plans were made. Friday 
after work Ronnie and I headed for the cabin. Marcia 
planned on getting over to Ronnie's place around 8AM in 
time for Roscoe's romp through the neighborhood. 
Throughout the drive Ronnie and I talked about 
business, the chance for some fishing after the work 
was done and general bullshit. Sex never came up as we 
motored North.

Saturday morning arrived early. Ronnie and I motored 
out on the lake to troll for some early trout. Quick 
success had us back at the shoreline (we still had to 
put out the dock) just as the sun rose over the 
mountains. The whole day was a hustle of cleaning and 
construction as we put the camp back in order. When 
dinnertime arrived we were both ready to suck down some 
beer, eat some grilled trout and kick back.

Relaxing in front of a nice fire after dinner, Ronnie 
asked; "So man, what do you think Marcia's day was 
like? Hmm... I'm wondering what her evening is like 
right now too!"

"Oh Ronnie my friend" I sighed. "Ever the bad boy you 
are! What makes you think Marcia is up to anything? 
She's not going to drop on her knees for that mutt of 
yours without us around, and anyhow, I don't think 
she's that interested in going that way again." For 
real that is. I didn't tell Ronnie about Marcia's 
fantasies or our wild fantasy sex. I figured those were 
Marcia's business and she likely never let them out of 
the bag.

Ronnie smiled... "Tell you what bro. Why don't you put 
your ass where your mouth is. What if I could show you 
what Marcia's been doing all day? What if I'm right? 
You confident enough to put your ass up as collateral?"

"What the fuck Ronnie?" I smiled and laughed. "You 
serious?"

"Yup. That time we had all the hot play with Roscoe, 
Marcia let it out that you like your ass fucked with. 
Well, I been back there on a guy before and its no big 
deal. We're here all alone and I might be happy to have 
some tight ass after a hard day's work. Tell you what. 
You make the bet. I win, I get your ass. You win, you 
get ass or mouth or nothing but the bragging rights; 
your choice."

"What if I make the bet Ronnie, how are we going to 
know? Marcia's not going to pick up the phone and tell 
us if we call"

"Brother, make the bet. If I can't prove what's going 
on at my crib beyond a doubt then the bets off. If I 
can, you got to stick to your side and I'll stick to 
mine."

Not sure of myself and feeling a little flustered I 
muttered; "OK" Man, this was strange. Sure, I loved 
having Marcia fuck with my ass and we had a nice 
collection of toys, but Ronnie? I suppose I'd wondered 
what it was like to be fucked by a cock and Ronnie 
surely had the right equipment but hey, this was way 
over the top!

"OK man; said Ronnie, "I've got my laptop in my bag. I 
see you've got cable here and it's on. You've got 
internet too cause I know you keep up with work when 
you're up here. My laptop has a video remote and can 
run video to that nice big screen TV or yours too! Well 
Ronnie's got a surprise for you amigo. You don't know 
exactly what my business is so I'm gonna tell you. I 
build surveillance systems for secure sites. Got my 
security clearance and all from my military days. For 
fun I experiment with the stuff at home so my house is 
all wired up. Yea, that's right my friend, I've got 
video of all sorts of things but don't worry, I don't 
share. 

"Well, the camera's are already everywhere on my 
property but just last week I put in some new software 
on the computers that run the system. It's called Auto-
Editor. To save the time of reviewing hundreds of hours 
of video to see if what you are interested is on it you 
just set some image keys in the software and the Auto-
Editor does the rest. I took some images of Marcia and 
Roscoe and tagged those then some images of those two 
together, lickin' and stickin' as they were..." 

Ronnie grinned a huge grin and continued; "So let's 
see, bout 9PM now? That's 13 hours in the house alone 
with Roscoe. I'm gonna predict she didn't wait till 
lunch to have some of my best friend. He probably had 
her for lunch! Ha ha! Anyway, we can log into my system 
and stream down video. We won't have to watch nothing 
but footage with Marcia and Rosco in the same frame. We 
can even skip everything except where Marcia's showin' 
some ass. Software's pretty good at this. OK bro? Get 
ready to bug out those eyes and pay up?"

I was getting a little tired of Ronnie's gloating and 
trash talk. What the fuck. I was sure Marcia wouldn't 
go it alone and perhaps I'd just fuck Ronnie's ass hard 
the way Marcia likes it. He deserved a dressing down, 
"Fuck yes Ronnie boy. Roll the video and grease up your 
ass cause I'm gonna win this bet."

Ronnie logged in and typed in a series of long 
passwords. A list showed up on the screen and Ronnie 
told me that was every clip with Roscoe and Marcia in 
it. Ronnie hit the "Play All" icon and settled back on 
the couch. The video rolled and I felt myself getting 
stiff just from the naughtiness of the spying we were 
doing, and what we might see.

"Oh Roscoe! Calm down right this instant!" Marcia 
sternly commanded. They were in Ronnie's front entrance 
and Marcia had obviously just stepped in the door with 
her bags. Roscoe stopped his barking and jumping and 
settled down at Marcia's side, panting and cocking his 
head.

"You are well behaved, aren't you Roscoe? Well you'd 
better be. No funny stuff mister or you won't get your 
walk and food. No sir. You behave me or you'll be one 
sorry doggy!

Marcia surprised herself at how assertive she was with 
Roscoe. It was pleasing too! What fun to order such a 
powerful animal around. She was sure he understood 
because he stayed by her side, silent and attentive, 
while she put her bags in the guest room. Heading out 
the back slider Marcia found Roscoe's leash and a note 
from Ronnie.

"Marcia, Roscoe's food is all in the pantry on the top 
shelf. There is a stool in there if you need it. Feed 
him twice, walk him as much as you want and enjoy 
yourself in my home. I appreciate having company for 
Roscoe and I'm sure he'll show you gratitude in any way 
you want. :) Ronnie."

Marcia blushed! "Jesus he's got a one tracker" she said 
aloud. "Imagine that Roscoe." She said, turning to 
address the dog; "Your naughty master thinks this 
weekend is going to be an orgy for you. Well, don't get 
your hopes up."

The film cut to the next scene which must have been 
just as Marcia and Roscoe returned from the walk. 
Marcia's T shirt was soaked with sweat and she was 
panting as much as Roscoe. Leaving Roscoe to his water 
and food, Marcia left the room.

Cut to the kitchen. Marcia had the coffee pot in her 
hand as Roscoe came sniffing around, checking every 
corner for lost scraps of food. Leaning over the center 
island Marcia watched Roscoe's investigation. Her hair 
was wet and the white robe she wore was open at the 
top, loosely tied at the waist. Marcia's attention was 
drawn to the magazine on the counter in front of her. 
Forgotten for the moment was Roscoe and his sensitive 
nose.

Sniff, sniff in the corner. Sniff, sniff around the 
center island. Sniff, sniff behind Marcia then stiff as 
a statue Roscoe stopped, nosing the air, testing it..

"And so it begins," piped up Ronnie. "He's got the 
scent now. Since he's sniffing something nice she must 
be leaking something nice. What could make your old 
lady wet little buddy? What do you suppose she's been 
thinking?"

"Not so fast Ronnie," I answered. "She's been 100% 
opposed so far. You saw how she handled that pooch"

On the screen, things were happening fast.

"Nnnngggghhhhh! Ohh, ohh, uunnngggghhhh shit!" Marcia's 
legs nearly gave out and she fell forward on the 
counter, gripping the sides with tendon popping 
fingers. "Fuck you naughty fucking dog! Get your 
fucking nose out of my cunt! Arrgghh!"

Marcia's face was flushing and her robe was slipping 
down off her shoulders. Roscoe's head was planted 
firmly under the robe bobbing between her buttocks. The 
camera could not penetrate the fabric of the robe, but 
our imaginations could. There was a long, rough tongue 
deep in a crack. Sultry swipes grazed damp lips and 
drew them backward in a sucking slurp. Repeated slashes 
of that tongue caused legs to buckle, hips to roll 
forward and a hole to blossom open. Each exploratory 
probe confirming what Roscoe knew. It was time to take 
what he wanted. 

"Fucking stop Roscoe" yelled Marcia as she hopped onto 
the counter. The robe fell to the floor leaving Marcia 
naked. Roscoe sat obediently, head bowed, tongue 
lolling out. Panting as she did, Marcia scolded him; 
"Roscoe, that's just naughty. You wait till you're 
invited before you tongue-fuck a girl! Jesus you're a 
forward one! Don't give a woman any warning at all. 
Just drill that magic tongue of yours right up her cunt 
while she's having her coffee and gossip! Damn me for 
getting hot looking at Richard Geere. Smell that did 
you? Well, that's not for you, even if you did make me 
come by surprise. Now sit down, no, lay down. Down! You 
stay!"

Marcia bent to get her robe keeping her backside 
pointed away from Roscoe. "Don't trust you one bit you 
bad boy" she said.

Gloating, I looked over at Ronnie. He had his dick out 
already and was stroking it. "Don't get any ideas pal," 
I said. "Roscoe ambushed her and she put an end to 
that. I'm winning here and by the time we're done 
you'll be jacking off that cock with a dick up your 
ass!"

"Lots more time friend. Lots more time and lots more 
video. Must be another 15 clips there. Doubt she left 
the house all day. Some of them are long ones too. I 
think you should pull out your cock and enjoy yourself, 
perhaps get that ass greased up for me too." Laughed 
Ronie. Another clip came on the screen.

Marcia and Roscoe by the pool. Nothing happening. 
Ronnie fast forwarded it so we wouldn't have to watch 2 
hours of Marcia and Roscoe sleeping in the sun.

Marcia returning to the chaise. Must have got up to use 
the bathroom or get a drink. Yup, a drink. More fast 
forward.

Another drink. Hmm, not water either. Looks like two 
drinks in the sunshine. Nice relaxing afternoon.

Here comes Marcia again. Another drink and... What? 
Marcia's got some toys. There's her vibrator, some lube 
and son of a gun, there's Ronnie's Torpedo and a few 
straps from his collection.

Marcia, naked, started setting up. Two stirrups hooked 
into the chaise above her head. OK, so she's going to 
put her feet up and open up for us. A pillow under her 
ass to raise and open her sweet cunt. Lots of lube to 
slick up the lips and drip in the hole. Buzzzzzz... 
Ahhh, Buzzzz... Ohhhhh. Two nice little orgasms to warm 
everything up.

"Oh fuck yea" moaned Marcia. "I fucking love to 
masturbate. Fuck that cunty you bad girl. Yea, you know 
you love to fuck it. Just you and that nice hot hole, 
those fat lose lips, that swollen bud, all of it nice 
and slick, dripping with lube and cunt-juice. All of it 
tingling and sensitive. Oh yea I love fucking you, you 
sweet little pussy. What does pussy want now? Ronnie's 
toy? Oh you liked that toy, didn't you? Yes you did you 
little slut. You like being stuffed full, not being 
able to spit it out, fucking yourself over and over as 
you try. Well, here you go you bitch hole. I'm gonna 
drop this fucker in you and watch you fuck me till I 
come!"

Marcia raised the Torpedo over her cunt. She slowly 
lowered the tip into her hole, swirling it around to 
scoop up juice. Lower, raise, lower, raise, each trip 
into her cunt a bit deeper than the previous.

Ronnie and I were both engrossed. What a fucking hot 
treat to watch Marcia privately masturbating. Both our 
cocks were rock hard in our hands. Stroke, stroke, 
squeeze, stroke, stroke, over and over we kept time to 
Marcia's ministrations.

Here you go you naughty slut" whispered Marcia. "Look 
up you cunt. See that Torpedo hanging over you? Oh yea, 
that's about a foot up. Should really hit you hard you 
fucking cock-bucket." And with that Marcia let the 
Torpedo go. Down it plunged, smacking the lips of her 
cunt, centered perfectly on the hole, driving with the 
force of gravity and the pound of lead Ronnie had 
embedded in its core.

"FUCK ME!!" Screamed Marcia. Her cunt recoiled at the 
blow then sprang outward to clasp the slimming neck of 
the dildo. The fat ball had punched right though her 
circling lips and deep into her hole. You could feel 
the smack of rubber against cervix just watching how 
Marcia's body protested at the invasion. The driving 
penetration set off contractions. In, out, up down, 
fuck, push, grasp, push, squirt, fuck...

"Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck oh oh, 
cunt, you fucking cunt, fuck it, fuck it 
oooohhhhhhhiiieee!" Marica wailed out her orgasm, let 
loose a stream of "squirt" and half fainted into a 
bliss-out. The Torpedo continued to slowly pulse in her 
hole betraying the ongoing spasms deep within. Juice 
bubbled around the opening and dripped between her 
supple buns, onto the chaise, through the webbing and 
onto the deck. As Marcia lay there, enjoying the 
afterglow, a wary dog surreptitiously licked at the 
drips beneath the lounge chair.

"Get your ass ready Ronnie boy. Watching that shit got 
me all fucking stiff and hot. I'm so fucking horny I'm 
even ready to try some man-cunt now"

"Slow down bud" grunted Ronnie, still pulling at his 
substantial cock. "The show ain't over till the fucked 
lady sings. There's still footage we ain't seen yet.

Marcia reached out for her vibrator. "Let's see if we 
can get this onto Ms. Clitty with the fat fucker 
inside, shall we? Yea, that would be a fucking good 
come." Bzzzzzzzz. "Ah fuck! Ooohh that's fucking 
sensitive. Yea, there you go bad girl. Play with that 
clitty while you fuck that nasty toy. Big fucking heavy 
nasty fat fucker bouncing up against the vibrator. 
Fucking vibrations driving right down into that naughty 
cervix, all over that big fucking clit! Of fuck yea, 
fuck me you bastards. You fucking slutfucker. Fucking 
wetting all over the place. Ahhrrgghh, shit that's 
fucking good."

Marcia was so vocal when we fucked but it was nothing 
compared to how she carried on alone. This video spy 
game was hot!

"Oh shit, oh fuck, you got that big blunt knob pressed 
into my fucking womb! It won't go in. No that big 
fucker won't go in. You gotta give me a pointy tip and 
a firm fucking grip if you want to fuck my cervix. 
Yaahhh, a fucking pointy, red, fucking dripping, nasty 
hot tiiipppp!"

Marcia's hips gyrated under the vibrator and the weight 
of her wild fantasies. The torpedo fucked, the vibrator 
buzzed, come dripped sloppily down the crack of her ass 
and a dog greedily lapped at the stringy mess under the 
chair. 

As we listened to Marcia rant about pointed red cock I 
knew that Ronnie sure knew now that Marcia was turned 
on by the fantasy of doggy play. Watching Marcia come 
was too much for us both. My own orgasm came on like 
gangbusters and suddenly thick juice was spurting up my 
hard belly into the hair on my chest. I could smell the 
tangy perfume of man-spunk under my nose. Next to me on 
the couch Ronnie was grunting and pulling on his fuck 
pole as the heavy bag under it unloaded streamers of 
hot white spunk onto his dark skin. On the screen, we 
could see Marcia, the vibrator laying on the chaise 
beside her and Roscoe happily collecting drippings from 
under the chaise.

Ronnie hit stop. "Fuck man, I need another beer, a 
burger and a break. I'll bet there is more to come and 
I ain't given up on your ass yet either"

Grinning broadly, I said; "I'll second that friend, on 
both counts!"

***

An hour later Ronnie and I were back at it. The video 
glowed in front of us with it life-sized image of 
Marcia languishing on a couch in Ronnie's pool cabana. 
Nope, it was the chaise and apparently Marcia had moved 
it inside. Here feet were back in the stirrups and a 
pillow was under her ass; the effect was to place her 
pussy straight up in the air, the hairless slit 
horizontal and the willing hole a vertical shaft open 
to the depths of her sexual well.

"Wonder why she's gone inside?" Ronnie slyly asked. 
"Think she's planning some fun she don't want to take a 
chance on anyone seeing?"

"Could be old buddy, could be," I replied. "Hand me the 
tube of Vaseline cause I'm getting ready to stroke it 
again."

Taking a large dollop for himself, Ronnie handed the 
tube to me. Sitting side by side on the couch I had a 
great view of Ronnie's hard stomach, strong limbs and 
muscular cock. The beer had loosened me up a bit and I 
was getting turned on as much by Ronnie's great body as 
by the scene on the screen.

From the opposite side of the chaise Marcia retrieved 
her toy du-jour; the VIXEN! Oh goodness, it wasn't 
looking good for my winning the bet now! Ronnie 
squinted at the screen for a moment then a broad smile 
covered his face. He nudged me and murmured, "Cute toy 
dude. What's that supposed to be"

Well, what the fuck was it supposed to be I thought. A 
fucking dog dildo is what; as if you could not see 
that. There it was, dangling over Marcia's upturned 
hole; long pointy pale red shaft with a pale, bulbous 
knob 5 inches behind that, another four inches of shaft 
and a big round grab-handle at the base; it's a fucking 
dog-cock dildo I wanted to blurt out. Instead I just 
panted and got rock hard.

"Hmmm, my favorite little poochie. Are you going to 
play with me poochie? Gonna slide up my soaking hole 
and poke all the naughty things inside? Maybe stick 
that pointy little tip into my secret cunt hole, deep 
in the bottom of my bad pussy?" Marcia babbled away, 
talking to her favorite toy as she swirled the pointed 
red tip around the opening of her snatch.

"Ooohhhhh... Swirl that hole open. You know how baby, 
just play with it, tease it, rim those lips and just 
inside. She'll just droop open for you. Oh yea, I can 
feel it. Cunt muscles all loose, dropping down to make 
a deep passage for you, yawning wide to take your nice 
fat knot. Oh yea. Here. Like this baby, stroke it in 
and bang your sweet clitty lover with that ball"

Marcia started moving the hot red shaft in and out of 
her hole. Each time just a bit deeper. She had the 
shaft angled 45 degrees toward her buttock so that 
pointed tip would scrap along the bottom of her cunt 
channel. Her cunt is so sensitive there. Deeper she 
went till the fat knot smacked her clit.

"Ommpphhh! Fuck yea, fuck that clitty. Pump, pump, oh 
fuck I love banging that knot against my button. Oh 
yea, just like Roscoe's gonna do. Oh yea you naughty 
boy. I know you're under there licking up my cunt 
drippings. And that's where your gonna stay until I 
give you permission to do more, if I do. Ungh, ungh, 
yea fuck, ahhhhh..."

Marcia had her first orgasm (of this session) as she 
bounced that rubber knot off her clit. The pointed tip 
at the end of that rigid shat digging deep against the 
thin membrane between her cunt and colon didn't hurt 
either. I had to slow down on my own stroking and I 
watched as Ronnie slowed noticeably, almost to a stop, 
as Marcia came for us.

"She's tough to hold back from ain't she old buddy?" I 
asked Ronnie.

"Oh man, you said it. I've watched my share of porn, 
but there's nothing out there that matches watching 
your woman fuck."

"Yea, and I'm getting hot watching us jack off too," I 
admitted. "Marcia always loves watching guys jack it 
off and I'm beginning to understand why. Watching your 
body get all tense and the head of your cock swell so 
much it almost shines is a turn on. I've always like 
looking at my own cock and body, so why not yours' I 
guess."

"Welcome to the club man," exclaimed Ronnie with a 
smile. "Nothin' wrong with enjoying sex no matter what. 
You get turned on with watching Marcia get dogged. I 
saw what that did to you. Me to! If you can get off 
watching Marcia fuck a dog, why can't you enjoy 
watching us jack off? If Marcia can enjoy sex with a 
dog why can't we enjoy sex with each other? I mean hey, 
what is "weird" anyway?"

While Ronnie's talk made me nervous, the talk and the 
beer were relaxing also. Yea, what the fuck. Whatever 
makes you comes gotta be OK; right? Wonder what Marcia 
would say. No, I now what she'd say. She's asked me to 
do it for years. Every time we fuck around with dildos 
in my ass she asks if I'd like a real cock back there. 
Every time I jack of slow and sexy for her she asks; 
"Come on honey, what's the harm? I want to watch you 
get fucked. I want to watch you sweat and groan with 
pleasure as your hole gets used by a stiff cock..." 
Yea, I know what Marcia would say.

"OK Ronnie. I said, voice shaking" For now, we just 
keep on stroking our own bones, but set up your little 
video camera in case it gets further along. Marcia's 
gonna want to watch this. She'd never forgive me if I 
took one in the ass for the first time and didn't let 
her see it."

Just as Ronnie got settled back down on the couch 
Marcia started up again.

"Time for a nice knotting, don't you think my horny 
little cunty? Oh baby, you know how much you want it." 
She was rolling the ball of the artificial knot all 
round the mouth of her hole. Juice gushed up and around 
the slick knob. Marcia placed her palm on the grab-
handle knob at the base of the Vixen and started to 
push. The knot was fat so it was obvious she had pumped 
it up a bit. I couldn't tell how much, but when I 
pumped her with the Vixen she could only take 12 to 14 
pumps; a knot as big as my fist. Both Ronnie and I 
groaned with Marcia as the large ball stretched her 
lips open, hung up in the tight sphincter of her cunt 
opening then snapped inside as the muscles resisting 
penetration caught hold of the back side a pulled the 
knot in.

"Oh fucking good baby! That feels so fucking 
wonderful!" Nice fat ball lodged in my hole, nasty, 
pointy tip trying to find my secret cunt, ohh, so 
nice."

Ronnie reached over and grabbed my wrist. "Here man, 
you work mine and I'll do the same." Funny I didn't 
resist at all as he wrapped his strong mitt around my 
cock. It just seemed natural to take hold of his shaft, 
test the slickness of the Vaseline-coated pole and ride 
it up to the swollen knob, giving a tight squeeze at 
the top to force the head into my palm. It was just 
like working my own fuck pole, only different. 
Definitely bigger, but different because we weren't in 
synch. For the first time I was stroking cock and not 
feeling the strokes. I was getting strokes but not 
delivering the motions. It was like being displaced, 
out of phase, and it was very hot!

We languidly stroked each other's cocks as Marcia made 
adjustments on the chaise. What was she up to now? With 
the Vixen lodged in her hole she reached over and bound 
her left wrist to a strap on the armrest. Picking up a 
string with a small black ball on it she placed the 
ball in her mouth, behind her teeth. The other end of 
the string was attached to the right hand restraint. 
Taking the inflation bulb firmly in her right hand she 
placed her wrist in a strap on the right armrest then 
closed the Velcro strap firmly onto it by pressing down 
with her thigh.

"Mmffff. A little bondage for you pussy? Is that what 
you crave?" Marcia words were a little distorted 
because of the tiny ball in her mouth and the string 
dangling from it. "All tied up while the naughty master 
fills your cunt to the bursting point."

Pump, pump, pump, pump

"Ohhhh yessss! Nice and tight now. Eight pumps and 
eight to go you naughty cunt. That's right bitch, your 
taking 16 pumps tonight and that fat fucker's not 
coming out till your womb is fucked like jello. Feel 
it? Fell that tip searching for someplace to go. Have 
you got a secret cunt down there? Have you got a place 
to hide the tip of that dog cock where nobody can find 
it?"

Pump, pump, pump, pump

"Aaaahhhhhfucking shit!" Sweat broke on Marcia's brown 
as she delivered the twelfth pump to the fat knot in 
her guts. Her cunt was bulging up and out from the 
pressure while the protruding shaft and grab-ball shook 
in time to her inner spasms.

"Ah, ah, ah, ungh" Marcia drew her breath in ragged 
gasps, Ronnie squeezed tighter on my cock and I took it 
as a clue to do the same to his.

"Tell me man, what's she doing with that thing? What's 
happening inside that cunt?" asked Ronnie.

"The ball is pretty big now. Twelve pumps is usually 
her limit. By now it is almost as big around and long 
as my fist so add that 4 inches to the five on the 
shaft, which also swells a bit, and she's packing a 
nine inch spike up that hole. That's more cunt than she 
has so the tip is searching for a place to go, and her 
cunt is searching for a way to relieve the strain. 

"Watch close man, the pointed tip is going to find her 
cervix, that's what all the pulsing is about. Her 
"secret cunt," the opening to her cervix, is searching 
for the tip so it can relive the pressure. When the two 
join up it goes in all in a rush and Marcia will come; 
maybe piss too."

"Fucking hot man. Your bitch is so fucking hot" 
whispered Ronnie. "Now ease up on my stick there amigo, 
I don't want to blow yet" I did and so did he. We were 
both getting close.

"Unnnnggghhh! Aaahh..." With each breath Marcia let out 
a long sighing moan. The cords of her arm muscles were 
straining in the bounds and her feet, secured in the 
stirrups were pulling the straps taught. Her belly, 
firm and beautiful was contracting in spasms you could 
see rippling up and down her torso.

"Owwwwwwwwwww! Oh, owwww. Anngghhh. Oh please go in, 
just go in oh fuck in there, YES, FUCK! AAAAAAA! Ohhhh, 
Oohhhh, Ooooohhhh!" Wailed Marcia as the tip struck 
home and bored a hole into her womb. Before she could 
fall into a mind numbing come Marcia clenched the 
inflation bulb again!

Pump, pump... pump, pump! PUMP!

Marcia's face turned bright scarlet as she let out a 
wail of pleasure while simultaneously gasping for 
breath. The lips of her cunt bulged obscenely out from 
the pressure within as her stomach muscles contracted 
and released in waves of orgasmic release. 

"Holy fucking shit!" I almost shouted as I grabbed 
Ronnie's hand to stop him from pulling my cock off, and 
from making me cum. From experience I knew what was 
happening inside that pussy. With 17 pumps in the bulb 
her cunt hole was over expanded. The width of the 
Vixen's knot would be much larger than my fist. Her 
cunt, now pulled wide as possible inside would not be 
as deep. Pulled into the shape of a ball from its 
normal tubular dimensions, the cervix, already 
penetrated by the tip of the Vixen's red shaft would be 
impaled on the quivering spike.

The contractions of her cunt and womb would be fucking 
the simulated dog's cock deeply into her womb. Her 
cervix was distended into a second cunt, a second fuck 
tube eager for stretching and fucking, and man! She was 
getting it.

"What the fuck?" said Ronnie as we watched Marcia huff 
and grunt to in time with the contractions...

"I know she loves to masturbate man, but until you put 
your little spy-cam on her I've never been able to 
watch her alone" I confessed. "That fuck-slut is out of 
control when she fucks herself"

"I can dig that," chuckled Ronnie. "I get pretty wicked 
up when I do myself. Been to some pretty wild places in 
my own head if you know what I mean man"

"Ooohhh yesss!" Marcia hissed as she let go a stream of 
piss. It exploded from the mouth of her urethra, now 
pouting up from her bloated cunt. I could only imagine 
the pressure on her bladder and how much force it took 
to push that juice up that compressed tube. The stream 
shot straight up about 3 feet and arced down almost 
vertically to soak the quivering globes of her 
succulent ass. Roscoe was out from under the chair in a 
flash.

Marcia saw Roscoe as his paws landed to either side of 
her upturned ass. "Fuck yes you fucking sexy mutt," she 
panted. "Suck up all that nice necter. Eat it all up. I 
can't move, can it. I can't get away from your big 
rough tongue... ahhhhhhhh, ooommpphhh, fuck, fucking 
lick!" Roscoe not wasting a moment had his tongue 
working roughly up Marcia's ass cheeks, over the 
junction of her thigh and buttock, back into the 
steaming crack of her ass, swiping great laps over her 
asshole and laving the distended lips of her swollen 
cunt.

"My asshole, fucking suck my asshole baby and I'll give 
you more treats, ohh please, suck my fucking asshole" 
Marcia implored.

On cue, Roscoe's tongue found the source of a wonderful 
aroma. The swelling knot in Marcia's cunt forced her 
ass tube to pucker out obscenely like the center of a 
ripe melon. The crinkled ring was fully an inch out 
past the usually tight pucker, fully as far as I'd ever 
been able to suck it out of her. Roscoe's tongue burned 
into the opening and disappeared.

"Oh fucking hell yea! Oh fuck that ass-cunt. Stick your 
tongue way up my ass you sexy fucker. Drill my shitter 
out and I'll cum for you. I'll fucking cum RIGHT NOW!" 
she gasped as another jet of liquid spurted from her 
ravaged piss hole to arc back into onto Roscoe's 
burrowing snout.

Roscoe's tongue snapped out of Marcia's puckered 
asshole and laved up the stream, then jetted back into 
the depths for more of the wonderful treat lining her 
humid chute. That tongue went deep! Fully five inches 
of persistent tongue explored her drenched asshole with 
every swipe. In, out, in out over and over. With each 
plunge of that pink rasp into her ass Marcia gasped and 
strained at her bonds. Small spurts of piss dribbled 
out just below her fat clit. The Vixen quivered in her 
hole, the grab-handle rocking back and forth in time 
with the contractions of her womb. Hyperventilating, 
Marcia was in a state of none stop orgasm...

Ronnie and I both had slick juice leaking out our piss 
holes. Both of us sat speechless, side by side on the 
couch, motionless hands holding throbbing cocks, not 
wanting to stroke or even release them for fear that 
any stimulation would push the cock over the edge. This 
show wasn't over...

Marcia huffed; "Ahh, ahh, ahhh!" and got control of her 
breathing, finally able to coax the dog. "Up boy, suck 
the clitty, come on, up boy, make love to Marcia. I'm 
all tied up. Don't you see that my naughty husband left 
me this way just for you? Oh yes, he did, he tied me up 
and stuck this naughty fat toy in my cunt and left me 
here just for you to find and fuck. Don't you want to 
fuck Marcia good boy? 

"Oh I know you do and I want to fuck you too but you 
can't. My fucking hole is stuffed so full of fucking 
fake dog cock that nothing else is going in there but 
you can lick all around. Won't you just lick all around 
and maybe just lick that fat clitty. Oh look at the 
clitty. See it sticking up? See how much it wants to 
feel your hot, wet, raspy tongue? I might not be able 
to take it honey. I might just scream if you lick it. I 
might just faint. What if I faint you naughty doggy? 
Would you pull that toy out of my cunt and fuck your 
fat cock into me before my nasty husband got back to 
stop you? Oh wouldn't that be hot you fucker."

"Oh yes, lick it, lick it, lick it, lick it!" wailed 
Marcia as Roscoe's soaking tongue, fresh from washing 
her asshole out suddenly made contact with her clit as 
it took a long swiping lick around the base of the 
Vixen.

"Oh you good baby. Oh fuck yesss! You're going to make 
Marcia pass out and I just know you're going to fuck 
me. Yea, Ronnie put the pump in my hand as he left. 
He's the best master isn't he baby? He wants his Roscoe 
to get some stretched cunt so he put this little valve 
right here where I can reach it. He knew! He knew I 
might just slip and let all the air out of that nasty 
thing blocking my hole! Oh keep licking you shitting 
dog, keep fucking that clit, oh I can't take it! Too 
much, too fucking much!"

Tears were dripping from the corners of Marcia's eyes 
as Roscoe busied himself cleaning up every delicious 
drop of ooze that bubbled impossibly from around 
Marcia's tightly packed lips. Her face was a mass of 
orgasmic concentration and pleasure. Just as her body 
started to go slack there was a loud and prolonged 
hisssssss.

Roscoe lifted his head at the sound. He cocked his head 
with curiosity as the shape of the red "toy" in front 
of him slowly changed. He almost looked pleased as the 
Vixen shrunk, leaving a gap all around her permanently 
stretched cunt hole. Roscoe took the grab-handle of the 
Vixen in his jaws and with one swift tug yanked it out 
of Marcia's cunt.

When he pulled, you could see the tip of Marcia's fully 
penetrated Cervix pull with it, exposing the angry red 
bulb to the camera. Marcia grunted but never came to. 
Roscoe, now free to explore the depths of a new hole 
drove his tongue in and followed with his soft black 
nose burying fully half of that bulb into her hole. Out 
it came slick and white with foaming wife-cum. Back it 
went for more. And there, under Roscoe's now bucking 
hind quarter, we could see a new Vixen growing, this 
time a real one. An angry red dog cock attached to the 
canine brain of an overheated rut master. Impatient, 
Roscoe started to scramble up onto the chaise.

Ronnie hit pause. "Up you go buddy." His strong hands 
grasped my waist and started lifting me off the couch. 
Barely keeping my balance I was bent over to grasp the 
coffee table. I felt Ronnie slap a wad of Vaseline into 
the crack of my ass and drive two slick fingers into my 
rectum. Fucking felt good I'll tell you. My cock, 
standing hard and out from my groin, twitched in 
appreciation.

"On your knees fucker" he barked. Surprised and 
submissive with my ass opened for him I complied 
without hesitation. "Now I'm gonna open you up, just 
like I do the bitches before I give them my stick. I 
know Marcia's fucks with your man-pussy but there's a 
world of difference between some fumbling with rubber 
dicks and having your guts speared by real man-cock!"

Kneeling, I felt Ronnie swirl his digits in my hole. 
First one, then two fingers from each hand slowly 
buried deeper, sliding in circles around the sphincter 
as they sought entry to my depths. My already greased 
hand clasped at my cock, stroking with pleasure as my 
asshole opened to a man's touch for the first time.

"Gonna pull a bit here now amigo." Ronnie pulled my 
asshole open, side opposed to side, with two fingers 
from each hand. "Just tell yourself to relax and don't 
play with that cock of yours too much. It'll make your 
pucker clench up." The pressure on my ring increased as 
Ronnie pulled the opening further than it had ever 
been. 

"Oh yea, nice pink cunt in there, gonna milk my bone 
for me. You're a sucker man. I knew your bitch would 
fuck Roscoe. She's hot and she already likes dog-cock. 
I've put that mutt's meat into plenty harder cases than 
your wife's hungry slit my man. You're just a sucker 
for betting with me chump, and now I'm going to take 
your fucking cherry for being so dumb." 

It was sick, but the talk was getting to me. Being on 
my knees with my asshole stretched to the limit and 
being told I was just a dumb cunt made me want to get 
fucked all the more. Like I said, sick. It was all sick 
but fucking A, it was hot!

"OK bitch, last step. You're gonna like this. Let go of 
that prick, now!" I did as Ronnie said as he loosened 
the pull on my ring. "Now push like you gotta shit. I 
mean push like your life depended on it. I want to see 
your fucking pig-hole open up." I pushed hard and 
Ronnie swirled two thick fingers rapidly around the 
ring of my asshole, pulling me open as he did. Dribbles 
of pre-cum oozed from my cock. "Push again, keep 
pushing!" ordered Ronnie. 

As I did I felt his fingers turning circles around my 
prostate which had descended into the ring of my colon. 
With Ronnie working my already loosened hole and me 
pushing with every ounce I could must it felt like I'd 
shit my prostate right out of my hole. Seeing that he'd 
achieved his goal, Ronnie nudged the bulging gland with 
his knuckles and forced a liberal flow of semen from 
the tip of my cock. It felt like coming but more like I 
was being forced to come. I groaned in pleasure. 

"Your ready bitch" said Ronnie as he moved forward and 
placed his glans at the opening of my fuck-tube. He 
pulled my hips backward and slithered his slick tool 
down into my channel. He'd loosened me up so much it 
just slid in. "Up now and sit on it fucker. We're gonna 
party while we watch your wife turn into Roscoe's 
bitch"

I half crouched as Ronnie's strong hands gripped my 
waist. His thick tool never left my asshole as he 
pulled me into a squatting position over his groin.

"OK, back down here man. I want all of that asshole. 
You just sit right down on my cock and don't move." 
Ronnie pulled me back as I settled down onto his fat 
cock. I'd never had a real cock in my ass before. 
Marcia had fucked it, even fisted it, but a cock? My 
pulse raced as my heart skipped beats. Half squatting 
over that long, fat pole I hesitated as Ronnie pulled 
me down by the hips. Looking up at the paused screen 
with the picture of Marcia, bound to the chaise as 
Roscoe hovered over her, swollen red cock only inches 
from her splayed pussy, I could resist no more.

"Ahhhh fuck!" we said in unison. Both Ronnie and I took 
the pleasure of his cock in my ass. It was not the 
biggest stick to ever go up there but it was by far the 
best. It's just impossible to describe the feeling of 
real cock, real skin and muscle driving deep into your 
bowels for the first time. As he grazed my prostate a 
dribble of cream oozed from my slit. It was all on 
camera. Marcia was going to go nuts watching this. My 
but-cheeks came to rest on Ronnie's thighs as the 
swollen knob on his shaft lodged beyond the end of my 
colon.

"Oh fucking yea that is good," I moaned.

"Fucking right cherry-ass" hissed Ronnie. "Nothing like 
a nice tight white ass wrapped around my fat fucker. 
Hot, warm, humid. You feel where I'm at Man? I felt my 
head go right through that second ring, hit the bottom 
of your shit tube and push on into the second chamber. 
You know the feeling bro. Ass is ass. You've been 
inside an ass before and now your gonnna get yours 
nicely fucked. OK man, you ready for the last of it. I 
got three more inches to go so when I open my thighs 
and relax your gonna get every bit of my cock"

Holy shit! Every bit? There was no more ass to fuck!

"Right there motherfucker" said Ronnie. "Feel that 
pressure? That's the end of your colon and the 
beginning of your guts. My cock's going right into your 
guts. You're about to enter a new world fucker. You'll 
never be the same after this. Now push that pussy hard 
like I taught you!"

I pushed hard just in time as Ronnie opened his thighs 
a few inches and released the pressure he had been 
holding me off with. I felt a strange twinge where I'd 
never felt one before and was overwhelmed with a new 
kind of pleasure. My guts slid down and around the 
swollen head of his cock and clasped it tight. The 
stretch continued as the shaft forced that purple head 
deeper into my gut. My ass cheeks came to rest on 
either side of Ronnie's fat sack, my balls resting atop 
his own. The sensations in my ass were beyond pleasure, 
into a new realm, one I was sure to visit again. As 
before when I was on my knees and pushed hard for 
Ronnie's probing digits, this push against the pressure 
of his thick cock forced a glob of cum up my shaft to 
bubble in my piss-slit. I could feel the progress of 
that glob like a burning wad of lava as it flowed 
through the tube of my urethra. 

"Oh Man!" Ronnie sighed. "That's where I like it. 
Totally fucking buried into your guts. Your ass is mine 
now motherfucker and you're gonna love the fucking I 
give you."

I wriggled a bit as I said; "Felt every fucking 
millimeter of your fat prick. The fucking stretch is 
awesome! Oh fuck yea, you flexing? Fucking do it some 
more. Can you see my cock? Every time you flex you push 
out more cum." I reached both hands to pull and twist 
my nipples.

"Hot man" said Ronnie. "You into your nips too? I got 
two nice sharp clips here that are gonna make your 
nipples burn. I'm gonna pull your sack out a foot while 
I man-handle your shaft. Just your guts quivering from 
the rough play on your body's gonna be enough to get me 
off. Get ready to be fuckin used the way Ronnie likes 
to use a fuck hole!"

As the clips bit into my sensitive nipples the 
pleasure/pain sensations raced along nerves to my cock 
and asshole. Ronnie's firm grip on my balls trapped 
both nuts in the loose sack and dragged them out away 
from my body. A sick, almost nauseating feeling rose in 
my guts; sick because I realized I liked the pain! 
Ronnie's lubed hand smothered my cock head and rolled 
down the shaft triggering a contraction in my stomach 
and groin that milked Ronnie's cock in my guts. Up. 
Down. Up. Twist. Down. Hump up into my ass from below, 
pull on my nuts, massage my shaft, clips biting 
nipples. Holy shit was I getting fucking used!

Ronnie hit PLAY and we continued fucking. On the screen 
Roscoe was starting a good fuck of his own!

Still immobile, Marcia lay bound on the chaise, ass and 
cunt high, head lolling to the side with a slight drool 
draining from the corner of her mouth. Roscoe, hunched 
over her started sliding his cock the length of her 
trench. The pointed tip would disappear between 
Marcia's bloated lips. His hips would jerk forward. The 
fat shaft would glide into the slit and the spurting 
tip would rasp Marcia's clit on the way up the trench 
and out of her lips. Roscoe's emerging knot would bang 
into the bottom of her cuntmouth then force the lower 
half of the angry muscle into the hole while his balls, 
heaving with cum, smooched against her still pouting 
asshole.

Over and over Roscoe's cock worked her trench, somehow 
always missing the mark. Flex, flex, flex went Ronnie's 
cock, deep in my guts as he simultaneously pulled my 
balls away from their home, sensually grasped my rock 
hard shaft in his big mitt and polished the purple head 
with every stroke. Clench, clench, clench went my 
spasmodically churning bowels desperately milking the 
hot pleasure-pole deep inside my body.

Marcia slowly roused...

"Oh. What? What happened? Oh you bad doggy. You're 
trying to fuck me. Ronnie! Where are you! Where is that 
husband of mine? You two get in here right now and stop 
this!" Marcia yelled. She knew we weren't there. This 
was her scene and her fantasy so what the fuck. Fucking 
go Marcia!

"You bastards get in here and untie me" Marcia implored 
around the small ball and string still lodged in her 
jaw. Hmmm, Marcia could untie Marcia, but somehow 
neither Ronnie nor I thought she would.

"Oh fuck those fucking bastards. Fine! If they want to 
leave me all tied up here like this with a horny dog 
like you lurking around then fucking is just what is 
going to happen. I can't stop you from fucking me, can 
I? You're sure trying and it feels so fucking good. 
Ahhh fuck yes, fuck that clitty and stuff that fat ball 
into my hole. But wouldn't you like to stuff it all in 
darling? Oh fuck, I know you would. Oh damn but your 
cock is hot, running up and down my fucking slit. Your 
wasting all that nice juice on my belly though you 
silly boy. Here, let me hunch just a bit...

Marcia shifted her hips down, angling her cunt hole 
slightly. With each thrust Roscoe's cock slipped 
further into the slash of her wanton sex sending 
shivers of lust with each clit cutting slice. As 
Marcia's hips shook to the cadence of her come her cunt 
rocked fore and aft, up and down, cock and cunt rocking 
together and apart, unsynchronized until suddenly!

"Aaahhhhhfuccck!" The cock disappeared into her sloppy 
hole for the last time. The tip had found purchase in 
the mouth of her dilated cunt and traveled quickly the 
length of the shaft. Roscoe felt the hot clasp and 
pushed with all he strength. In an instant Roscoe's 
entire red cock, knot and all vanished into Marcia's 
sodden hole leaving her swollen cunt lips welded to the 
soaking fur of his belly and balls. Her hips rose back 
up placing her cunt once again just a vertical cock 
pit, open to penetration from above.

Roscoe went into jack hammer mode. He slammed his hips 
forward hard, only relaxing slightly on the outstroke. 
Each thrust was a renewal of his drive to burry the 
entirety of his cock into the hot bitch below him. He 
never pulled back at all, just kept pounding forward, 
deeply and endlessly into my wife!

Unable to control myself I shook and quivered all over 
Ronnie's throbbing meat. That pole buried up my 
backside was driving me out of my mind with pleasure. 
Nothing had ever felt quite so good as the deep 
drilling of Ronnie's plumb head buried in my guts, his 
palm stroking my vibrating cock and his long fingers 
wrapped around my balls like a lasso, pulling the sack 
taught fully six inches away from my groin. It felt 
like a non-stop orgasm but with my balls in a bind 
there was no way to come, so I just kept fucking my ass 
onto his stiff pole and feeling the glory of endless 
prostate stimulation.

On the screen Marcia's face was a mask of lust. Fucking 
back now into Roscoe's frantic humping she chanted, 
"fuck, fuck, fuck, of fuck me you bitch fucking 
bastard!"

Wildly she talked the rutting dog through it. "That's 
it, keep it deep like that and fuck me. Oh shit yes, 
with my cunt up like this you can't get away from it, 
can you fucker. Just fucking back and forth but you're 
not going in and out, you're just wrenching that pole 
back and forth in my fucking hole. Oh but the tip, do 
you feel the tip you beautiful fucker? Oh my fucking 
cunt! That tip is ripping my secret cunt wide open! Oh 
ya, oh fuck, oh my fucking secret cunt just for your 
nasty red tipped pointy spear of a fucking hot dog-
cock. It's inside, deep inside, fuck me baby. Yes, yes, 
unnggghhhh!" 

The tendons of Marcia's neck stood hard like cords as 
she spasmed out another mind bending cum. "Oh do you 
fucking feel what you are doing to me?!! Witching that 
fucking wand of yours inside my womb? Yes you fucking 
beautiful lover, inside my fucking womb! Your gonna 
fill that bag with come!"

Marcia unhooked her wrist with a quick tug on the ball 
in her mouth. She spat it out and reached for the other 
cuff. Simultaneously she hunched her ass up hard into 
the heaving dog loins above her and slipped her feet 
from the stirrups. Quickly encircling the dogs waist 
she drove her heels into his hind, spurring him onward.

"Oh fucking lover! Deeper, fucking deeper."

With her arms around his back and her legs clasping his 
haunches Marcia hugged Roscoe to her like a lover. His 
panting, hot on her face, combined with an occasional 
loving lick gave the impression of two lovers kissing 
in the heat of passion. Inside Marcia, Roscoe's knot 
swelled to punishing dimensions. The lower chamber of 
her cunt was formed into a perfect mold of Roscoe's 
bulging, irregular shaped knot. As the knot pushed her 
chamber wide it drew down the base of her love hole, 
sucking the straining mouth of her cervix with it. 
Already impaled by several inches of dog cock, her womb 
stretched impossibly to swallow all the remaining flesh 
forward of the knot. 

Contractions in the muscles at Marcia's distended 
opening grabbed the knot and pulled it deeper into her 
frothing cunt. Contractions deep in her belly forced 
her womb to drive the weeping cervix further down the 
burning shaft of Roscoe's dog meat. Her cunt had turned 
into a fucking machine, anxious to milk every burning 
stream of cum from her bestial lover's trembling nuts. 
Watching them rut and hump at each other; grunt, moan 
and drool; pant lick and hug, each pulling the other 
deeper into their sex, working toward a frenzied orgasm 
was more than Ronnie could bear.

Ronnie started to shake below me. "I've seen lots of 
dog fucking but I've never seen it like this. Your 
fucking wife is so fucking hot! It's so fucking freaked 
out to watch her fuck that dog. So fucking kinked out 
with my fucking pole up your wet screwing ass! 
Ahhrrrgggggg! Sweet mother fucking ass! I'm not gonna 
hold it man! I'm gonna fill your belly with come you 
fuckin man-cunt! ARRRGGGHHHHH! Fuck! Fucking take my 
come you cunt-hole bitch! Fucking feel that come in 
your guts! Fuck the motherfucking pole and milk that 
fucking come outta me!"

Ronnie came violently up my asshole. His cock 
impossibly swelled one size larger as he blew his load 
and bloated my guts. The feeling of his hot come 
burning in my shitter and leaking out around the over-
stuffed opening was ecstatic! He wouldn't let go of my 
balls! I couldn't come! He pulled harder and the sack 
stretched out impossibly low; painfully low! The clips 
twisted at my nipples with pain and a sick pleasure. 
Forces I could not control fought within my senses, 
countering pain from my nipples and balls with pleasure 
from my ass building on the pleasure in my cock. "Oh 
fuck, please let me come" I begged.

"I'm still coming man. I'm gonna come again you fucker. 
Just watch your bitch on the screen till I let you 
blow! Ah fucking nice tight fucking asshole. Shake that 
fuck tube for me you cock-slut!"

On the screen Marcia was shaking and shuddering through 
another orgasm. "Your fucking knot, oh yes, your 
fucking not baby! It's gonna blow up inside me! Oh shit 
that's big! That's why I stretched for you baby. That's 
why Marcia blew that toy up so big and fucked her 
secret cunt so full, just for you! Oh you beautiful 
fucking knot fucker, just blow your scum into me. Just 
fuck me up! Just fuck up that cunt until its all dog-
fucking perfect for your beautiful pounding meat!" 

Roscoe's violent fucking abated not in the slightest 
but his movements were more restricted. You could see 
that his body was locked in place over Marcia's 
clasping slit. Everything was locked down tight; the 
swollen knot in Marcia's cunt and the throbbing tip 
buried in her womb. That knot could not have been pried 
out with the jaws of life. It had swollen to unholy 
proportions with the need to breed the wild bitch below 
him. Suddenly Roscoe let out a series of whimpering 
yelps. His hips started quivering like his ass had been 
plugged into a wall socket. Marcia started gasping...

"You're fucking coming! COMING! Fucking firehose full 
of come filling my fucking womb! I'm fucking coming too 
you gorgeous fucker! Ohhhhhhh shit, shit, shit I'm 
gonna come my fucking brains out!"

Roscoe unloaded into my wife as I watched, sitting and 
speared by Ronnie's still rock hard prick and twisting 
in agony/ecstasy from all the stimulation. As we 
watched the quivering dog jetting cum into the very 
center of Marci's sex her gasps and moans conveyed each 
womb filling geyser. Her cunt let loose with piss and 
cum that bubbled all around her taught-stretched hole 
and spilled over her buttocks and stomach. Roscoe's 
rabid humping whipped the juice into a white foam where 
their bodies joined. Her clit, swollen and rubbed red 
by Roscoe's bristly fur scrubbed non-stop against his 
heaving belly. Marcia's nipples stood out like sore 
thumbs, purple with lust, scraping along the rutting 
dog's fur-clad chest.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" screamed Marcia. "I've never been 
so fucking full in my life. Oh nothing compares you 
fucker! You gorgeous, beautiful woman fucking animal! 
Nothing ever stretched me like this. Your fucking knot, 
your stick and now your hot motherfucking come blowing 
my guts up like a ballon. Aaaarrgghh. Coming! Fucking 
coming again!"

I was out of my mind with pleasure and pain. My ass and 
cock were welded into a single mass of orgasmic nerves 
while my balls and nipples fought tirelessly to hold 
off my final coming. Suddenly Ronnie cupped my sack and 
pulled it hard up into my groin. His cock started 
bucking and shaking in my now loose and hungrily 
fucking asshole. I yanked the cutting clips off my 
aching nipples and was rewarded with a new intense pain 
as blood filled the long compressed flesh turning them 
bright red. Come roared up my pipe and out of my 
pisshole in one long stream, coating my chin and chest. 

Just as the first contraction released another grabbed 
hold of my dick and it felt as though it would burst 
from the pressure. Another violent throb of come 
launched toward my face and into the corner of my 
gasping mouth as Ronnie licked up the first load now 
dripping down my neck. His quaking stick renewed its 
trembling and unloaded in my asshole a second time just 
as he had promised. As a third spasm shook my bursting 
cock and caused my balls to suck up into my body as the 
image of Marcia in the throws of a mind bending orgasm 
blurred. The room sounded far away. Someone was yelling 
out an orgasm. My ass was floating in a sea of seamen. 
My insides were outside, throbbing in pleasure. My nuts 
ached unbearably from somewhere far away, then I just 
faded away...

When I came to Ronnie's fantastic cock was still in my 
asshole; rock hard. His hand was lazily stroking my 
slowly hardening cock and I was a mess of sticky come 
both front and back. The screen was frozen in bestial 
ecstasy; on pause. I was settled back against Ronnie's 
chest like a big easy chair. The easy chair has some 
motherfucking benefits! Moaning I just rolled my hips, 
twisting around on that wonderful pole inside my man-
cunt, churning into my guts and enjoying the incredible 
afterglow. 

Ronnie and I fucked a lot that weekend. There was a lot 
of tape of Marcia, and she just kept making more. She 
had to have worn out her pussy on that dog's tongue and 
cock. She spent Sunday nude with Roscoe following her 
around all day. That mutt is insatiable! I lost count 
of how many times he stepped up behind Marcia and 
drilled that nose into her hole. 

Each time the shock of bestial licking would stop 
Marcia in her tracks. That carnal hound would lave 
Marcia's cheeks and lips into a foaming mess then rise 
up on his hind legs to grasp her hips from behind. 
Moaning, Marcia would sink to her knees, face and 
shoulders down to the floor. 

Roscoe needed no more guidance and Marcia's cunt needed 
no adjustment. The fucking was rough and bestial, just 
like Marcia loves. The knot would slap in and out of 
her stretched hole till it expanded to it's final cunt-
numbing proportions, then lodge tight. Marcia would 
grunt and arch as the tip buried into her cervix and 
unloaded streams of scalding come. Her orgasms non-stop 
throughout the fuck. When the rutting pair unlocked and 
Marcia rose, rivults of come would course down her 
thighs, calves and ankles to the floor where Roscoe 
would lap up the tasty woman/dog mixture. His nose, 
following the source of the treat in an effort to 
satisfy his insatiable hunger would eventually find 
Marcia's drooling, loose-hanging slit and renew the 
bestial orgy. Ronnie and I watched it all.

Now there is a whole new world of fucking open for 
Marcia, me and the mutts! 

END

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 61