Hot for horses

CHAPTER NINE

As Melanie began to tongue Barbara's pussy, the blonde went stiff all over for a moment. Her cherry cunt had never known the attentions of another person and the initial sensation was so overwhelming that, for an instant, Barbara felt nothing – she was numb with desire. Then great waves of hot lust rushed through her loins and she began to moan. Staring down her arched body, she gazed at Melanie, scarcely able to believe that she was getting her cunt lapped by a woman. And what lovely cunt-lapping it was! Although Barbara had no previous experience with which to compare it – other than the abortive tonguing that the Dalmatian had given her – she knew that Melanie must be an expert cunt-sucker, and that it would not be possible to eat pussy any more skillfully than she was at the moment.

Will she expect me to suck her pussy, too? Barbara wondered.

She didn't mind.

But that future prospect was vague in her mind now, as she concentrated on getting her pussy sucked off. She squirmed about on the very edge of the chair, belly and hips rolling, smooth legs opening and closing around Melanie's head.

Melanie's dark, curly mop of hair bobbed up and down as she mouthed Barbara's pussy, tonguing and sucking alternately, tongue-fucking and clit-licking in turn. She slid two fingers up Barbara's hot cunt hole and began to slowly finger-fuck her while her lips drew and pulled on her stiff clit. Barbara arched deeply, sighing and panting, and Melanie was purring as she lapped at that hairy bowl of delectable cunt juice, tonguing the cherry pussy nectar up hungrily. Melanie had never eaten a virgin cunt before. A cunt that had never been soaked in man-cum had a different flavor from one that had, she suspected. It was more delicate and subtle – and absolutely delicious. The Dalmatian looked on with interest.

He knew nothing about lesbian inclinations and it puzzled him that two bitches of the same sex were doing a thing like this. Yet his canine senses told him that it was an erotic act – and that knowledge was causing his big prick to lurch and swell again.

He moved towards the girls.

Melanie was on her knees, her head buried between the blonde's velvet thighs and her ass was thrusting out and hiked up.

Melanie, as usual, wore no panties.

The Dalmatian sidled up and pushed his muzzle into the girl's bushy, frothy crotch, lapping up the cunt slot.

"Ooooh!" Melanie squealed, the exclamation muffled on the blonde's cunt, when she felt the Dalmatian lap her pussy.

She loved to have a cock in her mouth and cunt at the same time, but this was the first time that she had ever had a cunt in her mouth and a tongue on her cunt, and she found it an agreeable situation.

It fascinated Barbara, too, as she gazed down and saw that the dog was slurping on Melanie's pussy.

His busy snout had lifted Melanie's skirt, exposing her haunches and, since the girl was already kneeling there in the doggy-fucking position, the Dalmatian did not think it would be out of line to mount her. He gave her pussy a last hot lick and then bounded up, embracing her pelvis with his front paws and starting to hump against her crotch. His cock bounced off her groin, not yet seated in her cunt.

Barbara wailed at the sight.

Melanie raised her eyes and, without removing her mouth from Barbara's cunt gash, gave her a speculative look.

She didn't want to shock the delicious blonde, to turn her off before she had tongued an orgasm out of her cunt. But she saw that Barbara, far from looking shocked or disgusted, was fascinated.

Melanie reached back between her thighs, took the Dalmatian's prick in her hand and fitted the elongated prick-knob into her fuck slot. The dog gave a yelp of delight and his haunches coiled up like a steel spring. Then he fucked his prick into her cunt to the balls.

He began fucking frantically.

Melanie's ass and groin moved with him, darting and dancing under his savage fuck-lunges. The dog's back twisted rapidly as he fucked his cock into her pussy.

"Come!" Melanie whimpered, her tongue fluttering madly.

Barbara was near the peak.

"Yes!" she wailed. "Oh, yes! Now!" Her cunt melted.

Melanie gurgled with joy as the hot fluids of Barbara's ecstasy poured over her tongue. She swallowed the sweet cherry pussy juice ravenously and kept sucking for more. Wave after wave rippled through the blonde's loins as she came again and again, each crest rushing so fast upon the one before that the separate peaks of fuck-lust were merging into one prolonged thrill.

Melanie sucked her cunt dry.

Barbara slumped back in the chair, stunned by the frantic climax that had ripped through her pussy. Melanie stopped sucking but continued to gently run her tongue up the melted cunt slot, licking up the last drops of cunt juice – and the Dalmatian kept on fucking his rigid prick into Melanie's cunt.

Melanie peaked out now.

Her orgasm seemed to start in her tongue, asif the electric current of Barbara's climax had run from the blonde's clit into Melanie's mouth. The sensation darted down her torso and into her well-stuffed cunt and she began to cream on the dog's prick.

Howling, the Dalmatian poured a load of thick, steaming jism into Melanie's pussy, filling her with dog-cum.

Drained, the brute clung to her haunches, wagging his tail. Melanie squirmed about for a few moments, her cunt still pulling and dragging on the dog's buried bone.

She looked up at Barbara.

"Nice?" she asked.

"Oh! It was wonderful!" Melanie smiled with creamy lips.

"I'm glad you've moved in across the hall, honey," she said. "I want to suck you off all the time." "Ooooh," purred Barbara.

Melanie gave her cunt an affectionate kiss.

"I hope it didn't disturb you – that the dog fucked me," she said, fearing that now the blonde had gotten her rocks off, she might not look favorably on beastiality. "Oh, no – it was so exciting!" "I like to fuck dogs," Melanie admitted.

Barbara smiled in a bashful way. If the blonde virgin had not been so shy, she would have told Melanie that she didn't blame her. Already, she had come to realize that using a dog's prick would be much the same thing as using a dildo, that disembodied cock of her fond fantasies – a cock that could shoot cum into her cunt and make her cream and with which she need not be shy. She wished that she were alone with the Dalmatian right now. She still felt shy with Melanie, even though the girl had just sucked her cunt to a froth. But, summoning up her courage, Barbara said: "Do you want me to suck you off, now, Melanie?"

"You don't have to do that," Melanie said. "I love to suck cunt, myself – but when I want my own cunt taken care of, I want a dog to do it."

"It looked like fun," Barbara said.

Blushing, she averted her gaze.

Melanie grinned wickedly as she realized what the blonde wanted.

"Want to try it?" she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "Want the Dalmatian to fuck you, Barbara?"

Barbara's lips moved, but no words came out.

How could a bashful girl ever admit that she was yearning to be stuffed full of dog-cock? But she managed to nod.

The idea thrilled Melanie. She had never in troduced another girl to dog-fucking, noi shared a dog with a girl, and the thought of having the Dalmatian fuck this sweet virgin was electrifying.

Melanie began to squirm out from under the brute, who was still clinging to her hips, panting, his prick emptied yet still rock hard up her cunt. For a moment, Melanie was afraid that they had gotten stuck together, and that Barbara might have to throw a bucket of cold water over them before they could uncouple, for the Dalmatian's cockmeat was plugged tightly into her pussy. But then she managed to pull free and his cock came out, snapping up under his belly, cunt juice dripping from his prick.

Curling onto her hip, Melanie slid her head in under the dog's belly and took the tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking on it adoringly, both to make sure that it was as hard and as swollen as possible, and also because she knew that Barbara would be thrilled by the sight of her depravity. She wanted the blonde to be as horny as she could get, so that she would enjoy her first dog-fuck even more. She pulled her lips away with a slurp. The dog's cockhead, polished by her mouth, glistened. Barbara stared at it, absolutely thrilled by the knowledge that, in a moment, that huge slab of dog-prick was going to be fucked up her cunt. She wondered, vaguely, if she would still be a virgin afterwards, if dog-fucking counted in the loss of virginity. But it was not a troubling thought, for the horny blonde was eager to lose her cherry. She was so tremendously turned on that she finally lost her inhibitions. "Shall I get down on the floor?" she asked.

"No, stay there," Melanie said. Melanie took the Dalmatian by the collar and turned him towards the blonde. She tugged, urging him up. The dog happily placed his front paws on the seat of the chair, on either side of Barbara's hips. His big prick loome out over her belly, the dripping cockhead level with her heaving tits.

Barbara had often wondered what a coc tasted like and, unable to resist the impulse especially after seeing Melanie mouth th dog's prick, she lowered her face and ran he tongue over the hot cockmeat. She gave a litth gasp as the meaty flavor of the cock, enhancec by having been soaked in Melanie's cunt, tingi ed on her tongue. She ducked down again anc took the prick-knob into her mouth, sucking adoringly. She looked sideways at Melanie. Melanie was smiling, looking with approval.

A mouthful of dog-prick was so delicious that Barbara was sorely tempted to keep sucking until she had milked out a load of cum.

But, hungry as she was to drink her first load of spunk, she was even more anxious to get her cunt full of the stuff. She gave the Dalmatian's cock a last loving suck, then squirmed back up so that his cockhead was on a level with her pussy.

Melanie clasped her hand around the root of the dog's prick and placed the cocktip in Barbara's creamy cunt gash.

She moved the dog's cock up and down, massaging the cunt slot with his cockhead, as if the dog's cock were some sort of engraving tool and she was using it to inscribe symbols of lust on the blonde's crotch. Then she worked the tip in and released his prick.

The Dalmatian pumped his loins and fucked the full length of his prick into the virgin's hot cunt.

"Oh!" she gasped. "Oooooh!" The dog began to fuck with vigor.

Barbara ground her ass about on the edge of the chair, pumping her belly, twisting and writhing as he fucked her. She had dreamed about getting fucked for so long, yet the reality was even better than her wildest imaginings. The girl adored having her cunt full of dog-cock. The Dalmatian was fucking so fast that his big prick hissed as it went in and out.

She threw her thighs around the dog's flanks, hooking them over him in an ivory snare. Her head went back, eyes glazed with lust, lips trembling, golden hair cascading around her face. She started to come almost immediately – then she came again and again, in a prolonged multiple orgasm.

But the dog had been recently jacked off, then had come in Melanie's cunt, and so he was not going to shoot quickly.

That suited Barbara.

She longed to feel his hot jism squirt into hei pussy, and anticipated it with glee. But she was in no hurry for that creamy culmination, when the fucking that worked towards it was so wonderful.

She came a dozen times before the dog shot his cum-load.

Then his hot spunk poured into her pussy in a deluge and, as her cunt filled with the stuff, the blonde creamed again – the best climax of all – and she cried out with the joy of it. Fucking steadily, the Dalmatian emptied his cock and balls.

This time, his cock began to soften.

He pulled his prick out and it sagged, soaking wet from her cunt.

The dog hopped down – and Melanie moved in and buried her face between Barbara's smooth, shapely thighs, clamped her mouth to her cunt and sucked the sweet blend of cunt juice and dog-cum out of her pussy.

These two neighbors were going to be very good friends.

They had a lot in common.

So did Melanie and Arabelle, in fact – far more than either of them realized.

Melanie needn't have worried about getting the wolfhound without Arabelle knowing about it, nor need she have been ashamed of her desires and inclinations. If she had simply asked Arabelle if she could borrow the dog's prick, Arabelle wouldn't have minded at all.

She would have understood.

Why else would a sexy divorcee keep an Irish wolfhound? Arabelle fucked the wolfhound, herself.

That, in fact, was why she was a divorcee. Her husband had come home unexpectedly one afternoon and found his wife with her cunt stuffed full of wolfhound-prick.

The divorce had been uncontested – but not sensational.

He had been too ashamed to name a dog as co-respondent…

Arabelle returned after taking Hercules for a walk, expecting Melanie to come down and suck her off.

But Melanie was busy.

Arabelle waited for a while, getting randy as she thought about Melanie's skillful tongue.

When the girl failed to show up, she figured she couldn't wait forever.

But Arabelle wasn't in the mood to get fucked today.

She called the huge, shaggy wolfhound owe and played with his prick until it was rock hard. Then she took the huge cockhead into her mouth and began to stroke his prick with her hand, frigging him off into her mouth. As she did this, she finger-fucked herself with he free hand. She timed it just right so that she creamed just as the big dog hosed her tonsils with his cum-load.

It was satisfying, in a mild way – and tasty too.

But the reason why the redheaded divorcee had not been interested in getting fucked, as she usually did, was that now she had other thoughts on her mind, other prospects.

She had bought the wolfhound because he had by far the largest cock in the canine world. But Arabelle was remarkably fickle and demanding and, at the moment, even that Irish wolfhound's prick was not enough for her.

That was why she was taking her vacation at the riding academy.

Arabelle intended to do something that she had been dreaming about for a long time.

The naughty divorcee wanted to fuck a horse! She wasn't at all sure if her cunt could stretch enough to take a horse's prick, but she was sure as hell going to try. Arabell was looking forward to her vacation.

And, with the wolfhound in mind, so was Melanie.