Beast feast sister

CHAPTER ONE

"Does he bite?" Tony Plumber asked nervously, when the big black Alsatian came trotting up to them.

"Oh, no – he's very friendly," Karen Blackburn assured him as she reached out to pet the dog. Tony and Karen had just entered her apartment, and the Alsatian had come down the hall to meet them. He was wagging his tail, but he still made Tony a bit wary. The hall was dimly lit, and the big brute looked like a black shadow – a black shadow with gleaming white fangs and a long, red, wet tongue.

"Good boy," Karen said, stroking the dog behind the ears.

He cocked his head and whined happily.

"Er – what's his name?" Tony inquired.

At the sound of the man's voice, the dog turned a baleful amber eye upon him and curled his black lip up, revealing his ominous fangs.

He didn't seem the sort of dog that a girl would keep strictly for company as a pet, thought Tony. He looked more like some great brute used to guard prisoners in a Nazi concentration camp or to run down and savage escaping slaves.

In fact, Karen did not keep the dog strictly as a pet – although she petted him a lot.

"Rover," she said, laughing. "Isn't that such a classic name for a doggy?"

"Yeah," Tony replied, thinking it was really an absurd name for such a savage-looking beast, but not wanting to antagonize Karen in any way – at least not before he got into her pants.

Tony was hopeful. He had just met Karen at a singles bar, and after he'd bought her a couple drinks and they had chatted for a while, she had asked him if he wanted to come back to her place. It seemed promising, obviously. Everything about the girl was promising, in fact. She was sultry and sexy, and Tony's big prick had begun to tingle and twitch at first sight. He was a handsome fellow and he was used to scoring with girls, but seldom did he get a crack at one as lovely as Karen.

Karen was tall and slender, her legs long and shapely, and her waist narrow. The slimness of her torso emphasized the size of her large, thrusting tits and the sweep of her firm-cheeked ass. She was wearing a short skirt that showed a lot of creamy thigh and a tight-fitting blouse that seemed to be molded to the contours of her heavy tits. It stood out in twin peaks where her stiff nipples jutted out from her tit-globes.

Her face was as sensual as her body. Karen had high, exotic cheekbones, green eyes that were slightly slanted and a wide slash of a mouth with a full lower lip – the sort of mouth that naturally made a man think of blowjobs.

She had long black hair, falling in heavy curls to her shoulders and flowing like spilled ink when she tossed her head in that saucy way that she had. Her voice was deep and husky and suggestive. She had told Tony that she was eighteen years old, lived alone with her doggy, and did not have a steady boyfriend.

All in all the situation seemed very promising.

Tony figured that he had struck it lucky today – although he still felt a little bit nervous about the dog.

Karen lowered her supple body onto one knee. The other knee was raised and her skirt slid even higher. She stroked the Alsatian's flanks and the dog squirmed under her caress, rubbing his head against her leg.

After a moment, she stood up again, giving Tony a sideways glance. Her gaze slid down to his crotch. Tony's cock was semi-hard by this time and a prominent bulge stood out in his pants. As her eyes moved down, Karen smiled and raised her eyebrows.

"Let's go into the front room," she suggested.

She moved on ahead. Tony followed her down the hallway, admiring the way her ass swung at every stride. Christ! he thought. This girl is eating-stuff!

And from the way his long red tongue was lolling out, the dog might have been thinking the same thing! Rover watched them go into the front room and a rumble sounded deep in his throat. His amber eyes gleamed, and he shook his head as if in his doggy fashion he was jealous. But he was a well-trained and obedient doggy. His mistress had not summoned him to accompany her and so he stayed where he was. But under his shaggy belly, his massive prick began to swell and harden!

Yeah, Rover was more than just a pet…

Karen paused beside the drink cabinet for a moment, then seemed to think better of the idea and moved on to the couch. She sat down and motioned for Tony to join her. He grinned and crossed the room, aware of the fact that his cock was almost fully erect now, and throbbing – and also aware that Karen was gazing at the big lump, her green eyes glowing like melted jade.

Tony sat down beside her, and without any hesitation, Karen twisted around and moved into his arms. They kissed, lightly at first, their lips brushing together. Then her mouth opened on his. Tony slid his tongue past her lips and she sucked on it hungrily. As if his cock was attached to his tongue, Tony's big fucker jerked and jolted as they French kissed.

He drew his tongue back and her tongue followed, probing his mouth and entwining with his tongue like serpents mating in a moist cavern.

She sighed, squirming against him. They were panting into each other's open mouth, swapping slobber, their lips grinding passionately together. She arched her slender back, pressing her tits out against his chest. Her stiff nipples burned into him in twin peaks.

Tony ran his hand up her flank, then cupped one of her fat tits, squeezing the firm globe. Karen murmured happily. Tony knew for sure that he had scored now, and he began to feel her up with both hands as they continued to kiss. He licked at her parted lips and she moaned. His hand squeezed on her tit-mound, and his fingers pulled gently at the taut tip, feeling her nipple swell as he rolled it in his fingers.

Her wet tongue shot into his mouth again, tapping at the roof and sliding into his cheeks. A trickle of saliva ran down her chin. Tony licked it up. The horny girl was so hot she seemed to be melting in his arms. He could feel her hips thrusting gently against him. He massaged her tits with his hands and slipped his thumb back and forth against the tips.

He moved one hand down onto her thigh. Her legs spread as he stroked the smooth flesh. Grinding against him, she parted her thighs, and her short skirt rode higher. Tony slid his hand up to her crotch and almost choked – Karen was not wearing any panties.

She had obviously gone to the singles bar prepared and Tony was about to benefit from that preparation. His fingers brushed her cunt. Her pussy lips were unfurled like the petals of a flower, and her open cunt was creamy with her juices. Her clit stood out like a bullet as he fingered it, and her nipples shot out even more, as if in sympathetic vibration with the throbbing nugget of her fuck button.

Tony traced along her open cuntlips, then gently slipped his middle finger up her fuckhole. Karen moaned and gasped, jerking her belly out as she worked her pussy on his hand. He tilted his head so that he could look down without moving his lips from hers and drew her skirt up above her waist.

Her crotch was a mouth-watering sight! Her pubic mound was a bushy jungle of jet-black curls, spreading in a wide triangle up from the vee of her crotch. Her pink pussy folds were streaked with cuntjuice, and her clit stood out from her creamy cunt-slit. A trickle of cuntjuice ran down her crotch and seeped into the crack of her ass. Another slimy ribbon ran down her thigh. Tony watched his middle finger push in and pull out. Her pussy-muscles were dragging on his finger, the pink lips sucking as he pushed in knuckle deep.

Slowly fingerfucking up her cunthole, he rubbed his thumb back and forth against her clit. Her loins jerked as she squirmed against him and her fuckhole felt incredibly hot.

Her hand caressed his thigh, moving higher. He shoved his hips upwards and she cupped the bulge of his groin, fingering the contours of his cock and balls through his pants. Tony gasped. He thought he might cum in his pants. Maybe Karen thought that as well, because she began to open his fly, drawing the zipper down very slowly and teasingly. She unbuckled his belt and the front of his pants spread open. He was wearing white cotton shorts and they were molded to the outline of his stiff prick, stretched around the huge, mushroom-shaped knob and drawn away from his belly by his jutting fuckrod. Encased in the white cotton, it looked like the ghost of a prick wearing a sheet and rattling the chains of his carnal desire.

Karen began to caress his cock through his shorts. A dark, damp patch spread out on the white cotton where his cockhead flared and his pisshole began to weep.

"Oooooh…" she murmured, seeing the moisture. She rubbed her thumb against the slippery patch, then traced up and down his cockshaft with her fingers.

He groaned and twitched and the fat vein that seamed the underside of his cock pulsated against her hand.

"It's – so – big…" she whimpered.

Tony tried to smile at the compliment but his facial muscles were so taut that he could only grimace with lust. He began to push three fingers up her cunthole, bunched together in a phallic bundle, and scissored them inside her fuck tunnel. She rubbed his cock and fondled his balls. His shorts were drawn out so far now that the elastic band was threatening to break. Karen slipped her fingers inside and slowly drew his shorts out over his throbbing prick, then drew them down. She tucked the elastic under his swollen balls, so that all of his formidable sex tackle was exposed.

Her eyes widened at the sight. Tony's prick was long and thick and rock-hard. His cock knob flared out in a purple wedge, and his fuck-stalk was gnarled by dark veins. Her eyelashes fluttered as she gazed in admiration at his prick-meat, and a little whimper of anticipation came from her trembling lips.

She began to stroke his naked cock and balls. She lifted his bloated ballsac in her palm, as if judging the weight of the jism they contained, and purred happily.

She ran her hand up his cock and fingered his flaring crown. A blob of preliminary cum oozed out of his open pisshole and she rubbed it into the hot meat with her thumb. Then she folded her fist around his cockshaft and began to slowly stroke him up and down.

More cum squeezed out and poured down his cock, and her fist skimmed fluidly up and down the slippery stalk. Tony pushed his fingers into her pussy in the same rhythm, finger-fucking her as she frigged his prick.

"If you keep on doing that, I'm gonna fucking shoot my wad!" he gasped.

Karen took a last long stroke, her fist pushing down to his balls, then stopped stroking him. She certainly didn't want to waste his cum on a handjob – not when there were so much better places for that hot slime to squirt.

She held his cock by the roots, skinning it so that the naked meat of his purple prick-knob flared out, throbbing. His cockhead was glowing atop that thick stalk like the beacon of a lighthouse, warning of the rocky shoals below – rocks that Karen was as eager for him to get off as Tony was.

Her pussy was smoldering. His fingers felt lovely; she could imagine what his enormous cock would feel like as it pounded into her pussy!

Her hand slid down to fondle his scumbags as she thought about the hot, thick load of fuck-juice they held, and how the stuff would soon hose her cunthole. Her fingers played up his cockstalk again, and brushed against the sensitive underside of his cock crown. It seemed as if she just could not take her hands off it.

Tony leaned down, fascinated, as he watched his fingers vanish knuckle deep up her pussy, then slowly pull back out, slathered with pussy cream. Her pliable pink cuntlips were dragging and sucking on his hand. When he pulled out, they distended, her cunt almost turning inside out. His wrist tilted and he frigged into her. Her pussy squished juicily. Her whole crotch was awash with cuntjuice as the stuff poured from her cunt gash, lathering her groin with frothy oils. Leaning over her, Tony could feel the intense heat of her fiery cunt drift up into his excited face, and he could smell the musky fragrance of her seething hot arousal.

So could Rover…

The black Alsatian stood outside the partially open doorway like an ebony statue – some symbol of potency and fertility and carnal desire, carved from doggy flesh. His nostrils twitched and flared as the sweet aroma of steaming pussy wafted from the front room, permeating the hallway. His powerful haunches were taut with sinew, and his black flanks rippled. His big head slowly moved from side to side, as if buffeted by the pungent stream of pussy fragrance that assailed his sensitive snout. The sweet scent was exciting to Tony, who was only a man with a human sense of smell – how much more thrilling must it have been to the dog's keen nostrils!

Rover's prick lurched and bucked and lengthened. His balls were swollen up like plums now, jammed in between his hindlegs, and his long, hairy, black cockshaft loomed out under him, parallel with the floor and reaching almost to his deep chest. His hairy cocksheath skinned back, and the fiery red tip of his cockhead came sliding out, naked and smoking hot. The brute whimpered with need and his haunches heaved. The huge slab of his naked fuck knob slid out, slick and flaring.

But he was a well-trained dog. The huge beast was waiting to be summoned, awaiting his turn…

As thrilled as Tony was at watching his fingers slide in and out of Karen's steaming cunt, Karen was equally excited by the sight of his huge cock and balls, and the prospect of having her fuck-hole stuffed by the hot fucker. She gave his cock another slow stroke, and felt it pound like a jackhammer in her skimming fist. He heaved up from the couch, shoving his prick through her hand as she pushed back to the roots. His bloated balls jammed against the heel of her hand, and his cockhead flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. Preliminary jism bubbled from his pisshole.

Karen was drooling over his cock.

The thick, throbbing hunk of prick was such a mouth watering sight that the oversexed girl was whimpering hungrily over it. Her pink tongue was sliding back and forth across her trembling lower lip.

Karen loved to suck cocks and she adored to swallow the thick fuckjuice that her talented mouth milked out. She loved cockmeat and she loved cum. She loved the taste and the texture and the temperature, and she adored the way a man whimpered and gasped as he soared towards his spurting orgasm, when his prick throbbed violently in her lips and on her flashing tongue, and then all that fuckjuice was squirting into her mouth and she was gulping it down and sucking more out from his exploding balls.

Now she stared at Tony's formidable cock and balls like a starving urchin peering through the window of a candy store, yearning for a tasty treat.

Her mouth felt as horny as her cunt now, and her tongue was throbbing as much as her clit.

It presented the cock-loving girl with a dilemma.

Should she suck him off or fuck him? That was the question. If she knew that Tony could shoot more than once, there would have been no problem at all. Karen would have eagerly swallowed his first delicious load, then sucked him up hard again and taken his second load in her cunt.

But she had never made love with Tony before, and although his balls certainly looked potent, she knew from sad experience how frustrated she would be if she drank all of his fuckjuice and found out there was not another load for her pussy.

She considered giving him a half and half – just licking and sucking on his sweet prick for a few delicious slurps, then letting him shove it into her pussy. But that, she knew, was dangerous, because once she had that succulent hunk of dripping cockhead in her mouth, she would certainly find it difficult to stop sucking, and from the way the spunk was already seeping out from his gaping pisshole, it was evident that Tony was going to blow his wad very soon.

Mouth or cunt? That was the problem.

She stirred her tongue around in her drooling mouth and rubbed her clit against his hand, trying to decide which of her hot holes needed it most.

She decided that her pussy came first – although just barely, for her saliva was pouring into her mouth every bit as much as her cunt-juice was flooding into her fuckhole. She gave his prick a last stroke, then drew back, sprawling out along the couch. Her knees were raised and her thighs were parted. Her skirt was up above her waist.

Tony leaned over her, shoving his stiff fingers up her slippery pussy. Her pink cuntlips were spread wide open and her open pussy-slit was streaming.

"Fuck me!" she moaned.

A tremor shook the over-excited man. His fingers probed her tunnel of lust again, then drew out, dripping. He turned onto his knees, between her open thighs. His prick, temporarily abandoned, loomed out over her squirming belly like some medieval weapon poised to strike, a warclub or bludgeon or mace or morningstar ready for the carnal joust. Her hairy cunt tilted up like a buckler, ready to receive the blow from that mighty meaty weapon.

His cock muscles jerked and his prick pulsed, bobbing up and down. A thick drop of jism fell from the tip and splashed on her cunt mound. The thick stuff flowed like quicksilver through the ebony curls. Another blob splattered into her belly button. She stared down, trembling all through her lush, nubile body. She could see the elongated shadow of his cock against her belly. That shadow stretched halfway up her slim torso and she whimpered at the thought of how deep his cock was going to go when he shoved it in her. She yearned to be transfixed through and through on his long prick, to feel his cockhead flare and throb and shoot in the innermost depths of her smoldering cunthole.

"Put the fucker in me!" she wailed, jerking her ass and hips around in anticipation.

Tony grimaced. His teeth were grating together and his lips were drawn back almost in a snarl. His eyes were glazed by lust. So much blood had rushed down into his gigantic hard-on that he was lightheaded.

He lowered his haunches, bringing his towering cock level with her crotch. Karen whipped her ass up, holding her creamy gash level with the head of his prick. Her cuntlips gaped open in a wide oval, her slot steaming as she awaited his first penetration.

Then disaster struck.

Tony was a premature ejaculator!