Beast feast sister

CHAPTER TWO

Tony humped, shoving his iron-hard prick up toward Karen's flooded fuckhole. His cockhead slid against the inside of her thigh as it lunged toward the target – and then his balls erupted before he made contact!

Tony gasped and jerked violently.

His fuckjuice came rushing up his cockshaft and spurted from his pisshole in a creamy cascade. The steaming hot slime skimmed up the inside of Karen's sleek thigh and splashed into her crotch. Tony gave a strangled cry, a combination of shame and relief, of frustration and satiation combined. Karen had played with his cock and balls too long and too expertly, and now his meatrack was going off all by itself, out of control. He humped again, frantically, and a second thick stream hosed from his cockhead. His prick jerked upwards as his jism shot out, and the creamy geyser sprayed into her cunt bush and slid on up her belly.

"Oh! Ohhhh!" Karen wailed, thrilled to see that steaming fuckjuice jet from his cockhead, yet dismayed that it was coming outside of her pussy.

Tony hovered over her, shaking with spasms as he humped the void between her thighs. His cock jutted in and out and his balls swung back and forth like the clappers of a meaty bell. He wasn't even touching her leg now. His cock was simply emptying itself in the air, the creamy deluge splashing into her crotch and onto her belly.

A thick squirt shot up and flowed into Karen's deep cleavage. Another spurt splashed her nipples and skimmed on up into the hollow of her throat.

Karen churned and thrashed and squirmed under him as he hosed her with his slime. The stuff was so hot and thick that it felt like lava as it splashed on her cunt bush and splattered on her grinding belly. She thought the fiery stuff might scald her flesh.

Tony was gasping and jerking like a marionette on a broken string as load after load burst from his cockhead. Karen cried out in desperation, wanting his cock in her, yearning for some of that steaming slime to spurt into her fuckhole. She reached down and parted her pussy lips wider with her fingers, opening her hairy slot so that his next foaming jism jet splashed on the inner folds, running in slippery ribbons into her own seeping cunt juice.

Tony groaned as a last shot flew from his piss-hole and hosed her throbbing fuck button.

He stopped jerking and knelt there, panting heavily, a baleful look on his face.

"I fucking hope you can come more than once!" Karen cried angrily.

But Tony hung his head in shame!

Premature ejaculation had always been Tony's problem – combined with the fact that he always shot so much jism out on his first effort that it took hours before his balls could fill up with another load. Tony never had much trouble scoring with a woman – not the first time. But his conquests seldom came back for more, finding it too frustrating. Even when he managed to sink his cock into a girl, he usually creamed on the first couple of strokes and was finished.

He twisted around and slumped back on the couch, embarrassed and contrite.

"Oh, no!" Karen wailed.

Tony's cock was shrinking!

His massive prick stood upright for a moment, tantalizingly long and stiff, the purple knob looming up as high as his breast bone. But then the huge rod trembled and started to dip down. His cockhead shrank and the stalk slowly bent from a rod into a bow. His big balls had deflated into wrinkled, hairy, drained bags. His cock sank lower, gave one hopeful twitch, and then began to draw back into his groin.

Even soft and drained, his cock was an impressive sight, and Karen gazed at him wistfully, feeling so frustrated she was ready to burst into tears.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

Karen was not about to give up without a fight. She slid down from the couch and knelt on the floor in front of him. Her dark head leaned over his loins and her long black hair swept in an inky curtain over his shrunken cock and depleted balls. Her tongue shot out and she began to lap at his cockhead. He groaned. Her tongue slid all over the soft, rubbery slab. She whimpered and moaned. She licked up and down his limp cockshaft and she tongued his balls, willing them to recharge themselves. Her head bobbed up and down as she lapped along the underside of his veined stalk and, reaching the top, she slurped his cockhead into her lips and began to nurse on it with all her skill.

A single glob of jism oozed from his pisshole and slid onto her tongue.

"Ooooh," she purred, letting the slimy nugget run over her tastebuds for a moment. Then her throat pulsed delicately as she swallowed it. That single frothy drop was so delicious that Karen wailed with frustration, longing for more of the succulent stuff.

But there was no more.

Suck and lick as she would, with all her considerable talent, Karen could not coax out another drop of fuckjuice, nor make his shrunken cock swell and stiffen again.

Her head bobbed down and she took his cock and balls together into her lips. Her head tilted from side to side as she mouthed him. Tony leaned back, still panting, holding one hand against the back of her head. He tried his best, humping up into her face and watching her lips pull on his prick, but to no avail.

Yet again, Tony's cock had failed a girl.

Karen raised her head and looked beseechingly up at his contrite face. Her own expression was one of dismay and regret and absolute frustration.

"How long before you can get hard again, Tony?" she asked him in a quavering voice.

Tony hesitated. But there was no sense in lying to her, for she would soon enough find out the terrible truth, and he sighed and shook his head sadly.

"Sorry, Karen," he apologized again.

Now a flash of anger joined the frustration on her pretty face. Her green eyes flared. She looked from his apologetic face to his faltered cock.

"You bastard!" she hissed. "How dare you pick me up and not tell me that you're a premature ejaculator? What a rotten trick to play on a girl!"

"I-I can't help it," he whispered.

Karen sobbed in anguish. Her mouth was watering and her pussy was smoldering and there before her was that glorious hunk of prick – gone limp and useless! She ducked down for one last try, lapping all over his cock and balls, sucking his knob into her mouth, whimpering with need. She slid lower and licked him under the balls, then, ready to try anything at all if it might arouse him, she began to lick up the crack of his ass and push her tongue right up into the tight bud of his asshole.

His cock stayed soft, and Karen got angrier even as she became more frustrated. She sat back on her heels and gave him a look of utter scorn. He looked back abjectly. Her tits were dripping with congealing jism, and streaks of the creamy stuff were matted in her jet-black cunt bush. Ribbons of slime ran sluggishly down her smooth thighs.

Tony couldn't blame the horny girl for being angry. His shame increased. He could no longer bear to face her after his failure, to see the horrible frustration in her eyes.

He gave a helpless little shrug and stood up on trembling legs. He tucked his limp cock and deflated balls back into his fly and zippered it up. He paused for a moment, but when Karen said nothing, he shrugged again and walked toward the door, blushing with embarrassment.

"Well – so long," he said, and he went out.

Rover was still standing in the hallway, his white fangs gleaming in the dim light, and Tony muttered, "Nice doggy, good boy," rather nervously as he turned sideways to edge past the formidable beast. He had a horrible idea that Karen might command the brute to sink those sharp fangs into his useless cock out of spite.

Eyeing those jowls, Tony failed to notice that Rover had an enormous hard-on.

And although he did notice that long, wet, red tongue lolling from the dog's jaw, he made no connection between that and Karen's neglected and frustrated cunt.

He went out and closed the door.

Rover stood in the hallway, ready and willing, and waiting for a command.

In the front room, Karen was not thinking about her dog yet. But she was still kneeling on the floor and, although she didn't realize it in her despair and frustration, she had assumed a position that was very familiar to a dog – the doggy fucking position!

Actually, Karen had never been fucked by her dog, although she had often wondered what it would be like to have that big, hairy dog prick thundering up her cunthole. But she had coaxed the dumb brute into lapping her pussy a good many times. She loved to feel his big, nimble tongue slapping up her flooded cunt, and to cream on his black muzzle. In return, she enjoyed jerking the dog off as a reward, a sort of dog yummy. She loved to watch his thick spume hose from his naked red cockhead as her fist skimmed his prick. But that was as far as she had carried it, up to now.

Now Karen was kneeling in front of the couch, seething with need, so distraught that she wasn't even thinking about the willing and available dog. Damn that dirty premature ejaculator, she silently cursed. What a nasty trick to play on a girl! Shit, I should have at least made the bastard tongue-fuck me, she thought. But it was too late now. Tony was already gone, and anyhow, Karen was more in the mood for cock than she was for head – which was probably why she hadn't yet thought about calling for Rover.

She gazed down at her cum-drenched tits and belly. Her cunt felt like a glowing ember between her thighs. Pussy nectar was pouring out, mixing with Tony's wasted jism in her lathered crotch and down her legs. She considered going back to the singles bar and getting picked up by some other guy, but she knew that would take time – too much time to suit her at the moment. The only thing she could do now, she guessed, was to take the immediate pressure off by giving her cunt a good finger-fucking. Then, partially relieved, she could go out and look for some more prick.

She ran her hands up her belly and cupped her tits, scooping up the lathery fuckjuice. She brought her hands up to her mouth and lapped the slime up like a cat at a cream bowl. Even delivered by hand, Tony's cum was yummy, and she trembled at the thought of gulping a load straight out of his prick.

She dipped a hand into her crotch and rubbed her pussy, then brought it to her lips and lapped up a succulent palmful of blended cum and cuntjuice. She began to change hands, rubbing her cunt with one while she licked the cream from the other, then switching. Her hand went down to her groin all slippery with saliva and came back up slathered with fuckjuice. Her pink tongue slid through the frothy cream and her tastebuds tingled. Oh, how she wished that she had a cock to suck off – or even a cunt, come to that. If her own cuntjuice was so delicious, Karen just knew that she would love to suck some cream out of another girl's juicy fuckhole.

A ripple ran through her crotch. Waves of rising passion coursed across her slim belly and shot like electric current up her trembling thighs.

It was time to come now, her pussy was already starting to melt as she rubbed it. She leaned forward, resting her chin on the edge of the couch. Her fat tits swayed under her like ripe fruit ready to be plucked. She arched her slender back, hiking her heart-shaped ass up to the highest point of her kneeling body.

Rover's big head edged around the door.

His black nose flared and twitched, and his amber eyes gleamed at the sight before him. The heart-shaped ass was hiked up, and under those firm asscheeks Karen's pussy was flowing freely. The dog blinked. He had never seen his mistress in that position before – although it was a familiar one, for he had fucked his share of bitches. Always before, when she let him lap her cunt, Karen had sat on the couch or in a chair, her ass perched on the edge and her feet extended, spread wide, to the floor, while his busy head worked away at her cunt from the front. Then, after she had creamed on his tongue, she would kneel beside him, still facing him, and jack him off. Now, seeing Karen posed differently – invitingly and provocatively – the doggy whimpered with a new realization.

Karen was working on her cunt with both hands now towards a creamy conclusion. Her firm-fleshed ass jerked up and down and shot out from side to side as her hands played under it. She was slowly pushing three fingers in and out of her cunthole in a fucking movement while her other hand caressed her fiery clit.

"Unghhh," she grunted, as a wave of intense pleasure rippled through her loins. A spasm caught her and her pelvis trembled. Pussy juice was pouring down the insides of both of her thighs in creamy ribbons. Her hands were soaking wet with the fragrant seepage.

Rover approached stealthily, his hindquarters low to the floor as if he were stalking a rabbit – although no rabbit had ever been as juicy and tasty as that steaming pussy toward which he crept. His head was thrusting out, nostrils flaring, drawn to her sweet, musky scent like an iron filing to a magnet. His bushy tail swept back and forth behind his haunches like a rudder steering his course.

He whimpered, then whined. But Karen was not yet aware of the beast's approach, for she was almost at her peak and she was pant heavily, blocking out all external sounds.

The Alsatian sneaked up to her churning ass, his tongue hanging out and dripping. He sniffed and quivered all over as the redolence of her pussy registered on his bestial senses. He shoved his head out.

Karen gasped in shock and surprise when the dog's cold black nose bumped against her hot, pink fuck bud. Her head jerked up and she looked back over her shoulder. When she saw that her faithful doggy was behind her, the naughty woman smiled. She was in the mood for prick, it was true, but a long wet doggy tongue was better than her hands.

"You wanna finish this job for me, Rover?" she whispered. "You wanna lap my cunt off, hummm?"

The dog woofed as if in reply.

Karen drew both hands out of her crotch and heaved her ass up higher, wriggling. "Yeah, give me that long, wet tongue, you cuntlapper," she rasped. "Lick me till I cream – then I'll beat your meat for you!"

She still didn't understand that because of the position she had settled into for her handjob, Rover was not going to settle for fucking her fist.

The Alsatian's head ducked down, and he ran his flattened tongue up the back of her thigh, then lapped at the cheeks of her ass. He slurped again, tonguing up a slimy ribbon of pussy juice from the inside of her leg. Karen squirmed happily under his caress. Placing her open hands on the mounds of her ass, she spread them apart, exposing the brown eye of her shit hole. Rover whimpered and slurped his tongue up the crack of her ass and whipped it against her asshole, enjoying a preliminary snack before he got to work on the succulent main course.

"Ooooh!" Karen squealed in delight, as the dog's tongue slithered right up into her shit chute. His head ducked down and he slurped up the crack of her ass again, frothy doggy slobber pouring between her cheeks. She still had her open hands on her firm asscheeks, spreading her ass crack open as her pelvis jerked in a wild dance and her hips pumped frantically. The naughty girl squirmed and writhed with the pleasure of having her shit hole tongued out – and with the thrill of knowing that big wet tongue would be at her pussy next.

Rover growled and shot his tongue into her tight brown bud again, then lowered his head. Karen jerked her ass and hips upward, her thighs tightening as they lifted her asscheeks higher.

More cuntjuice had trickled down her legs, and Rover slurped it up with his flashing tongue. He lapped up to the crease where her leg joined her crotch and took a long, moist slurp that ran parallel with her pussy.

Karen gasped and shot her hips out, and when Rover shot his tongue out again, he lapped into her creaming fuckhole.

"Yeah! Yeah! Oh, shit! Give that hot tongue to me, you big sonuvabitch!" Karen cried.

Rover's tongue slapped into her cuntslit. Pussy juice sprayed out, soaking his black muzzle. The doggy was becoming frantic now that he was at the feast, every nerve and synapse in his burly body registering the thrill of the succulent taste and the fragrant aroma. He ran a long, flattened, rippling tongue stroke up through her crotch. His wet tongue started at her throbbing clit, stirred up through her open cuntlips and slurped on up into the crack of her ass.

Karen wailed with the joy of it, shaking her ass about as if she were wagging a tail. She gurgled and moaned as the dog slapped another long stroke to her crotch. As his tongue drew up her slit, her cuntlips rippled and dragged, sucking on his tongue meat. Her fuck button flared explosively against his tastebuds.

She slid her hands under her belly and opened her cunt even wider with her fingers. Rover shot his long tongue right up her fuck tunnel. He lapped at the creamy inner folds and then began to slam in and out in a fucking motion. Karen cried out with the bliss of it. His long, fat tongue was stuffing her cunthole just like a cock.

The Alsatian whimpered and pushed his cold black nose right into her pussy. The doggy seemed to be trying to bury his whole head into her cunthole, to fuck her with his hairy snout. She ground back against him and his tongue shot in deeply again, then curled around her clit.

She was starting to cream.

As her coming neared the crest, the flow from her fuckhole became hotter and thicker and creamier and even more delicious. Rover was going frantic as he slurped up that steaming hot cum cream from her melting pussy.

Cuntjuice poured onto his curled tongue in slimy ribbons, frothy and creamy on the red meat. It dripped from the edges of his tongue and matted the bristly hair of his muzzle. The dog whined and yelped, lapping for all he worth, swallowing her cum juice down in greedy gulps and whipping his lapper into her pussy-slit to slurp out more of the delicacy.

His tail switched and his haunches jerked, and under his trembling loins, his massive prick was pounding like a jackhammer, longing to replace his tongue in her hot, wet cunthole. His naked red cockhead was flaring out in a huge angry wedge and foaming slime bubbled out from his open pisshole, running down the slick knob. His balls were bloated with such a huge load they were threatening to burst. His long, thick, black shaft was vibrating like a tuning fork, so taut he could have used it to play a fiddle.

"Ahhhh!" Karen sighed, as the crest broke in her loins and the steaming cum flooded the dog's tongue. Wave followed wave as the horny girl lingered at the peak. Then she moaned, and her dark head dropped down onto the couch. She was past the crest, coming down, the waves still rippling through her pussy, but moving slower, spaced out. She started to twist around, intending to jerk the doggy off now, as a reward for his efforts and because she really enjoyed watching the fuckjuice squirt out of his prick.

But Rover kept on lapping merrily away, insatiable and relentless. His tongue slurped up the overflow from the insides of her thighs and glided back into her cunt.

Oh wow, shall I cream again? she wondered. With the dog's tongue slapping into her cuntlips again, it seemed a good idea. Although she had just gotten her rocks off very nicely, Karen was an insatiable sort of nymph and, smiling happily, she settled down to enjoy another tongue-fucking.

But Rover had a bone to bury now…