The Family’s Loving Pet

CHAPTER TEN

"Shove it to her man!"

Greig had pulled his head out. Jack lost no time in fitting his swollen cockhead into her throbbing cuntal crack. He shoved, sending Shari into spasms of ecstasy. His hard inches shoved against her slippery cuntal tissues, making her scream with delight.

"Do it!" she moaned.

"Shit, I told you eatin' her out and fuckin' her'd drive her outta her mind. She's hotter'n her cousin. I could see that the last time. Hope the bitch stays in the john for a while."

Shari was running her hands over Jack's back, shoving her pussy against his cock. Her ass strained upward, shoving her tight hole onto his big rod. She felt his body tensing with pleasure, then shove down. The girl moaned, moving her body in frantic little hunches under him.

Shari could feel his cock slipping around in her cunt with each move they made. The throbbing head of that long shaft pushed and probed deep inside her pussy. As the two of them crushed closer and closer together, every square inch of her skin became alive and hot.

"Man, easy, easy," Greig said.

Greig pulled her thighs apart, shoving his head in and running his tongue around the straining edge of her cock-filled pussy. It was a tight fit. Jack's dick had filled her up and stretched her so wide that Greig had to fight to get his tongue in her. When he had it in place, he could feel spasms running through her cunt.

"Ohhhhh!"

Shari was going wild. A tongue and a cock touching her, stimulating her the way nothing else had ever excited her! Jack pulled back out, pulling his dick from the tight grip of Shari's cunt. The young woman felt her pussy draw together the moment Jack's greasy head popped out.

In a second she felt Greig's wonderful mouth on her hairy box. He was licking his way inside now. She threw her hips into the air, offering her pussy to his mouth. Her clit throbbed against his upper lip as he shoved his tongue into her snatch. She was going to die! Shari knew she couldn't keep up this level of excitement for long.

"She's gonna make it now, man," Greig warned.

Jack didn't wait. He crawled back onto her, holding her down by the shoulders while fucking his dick back into her.

Shari went wild, throwing her hips up as Greig kept his face between their flailing legs. The dick, that tongue, everything was driving her crazy.

"Cummmmmm…" she panted.

In a second she felt herself rocketing over the edge. She locked herself tightly around Jack, so tightly that he raised her up off the sofa when he pulled back for a downstroke. Shari felt her pussy walls clenched down on the fat dick reaming her out. The power of her spasms nearly knocked her out as her clit exploded. Again and again her cunt clenched at his fat cock, going into more spasms. The moment it felt the jizz boil up from his balls and spatter against her cunt walls.

Shari managed to stay conscious, aware of both men around her.

Sounds of the toilet flushing in the bathroom drove Greig back to his original resting position. As she came down from her sexual high, Shari giggled. She was one up on her more experienced cousin. Maybe some day when they were married and respectable, she'd tell Wendy about what her date had done while she was peeing.

"Ohhhhh…"

It was as if everything in the world had come to an end. She lay there, feeling completely drained.

Wendy was lying down next to Greig, rubbing her legs over his hard dick, enticing him to fuck her one more time.

"We… we can't stay too much longer," Shari said, wondering what time it was. Her mother had let them go, but God help them if they were late. With the recent attacks on women in their neighborhood, she knew her mother would be hysterical with fear if she and Wendy stayed out too late.

"Don't worry, baby. We'll get you back on time. Just lay back and enjoy," Jack said, tracing his fingers over her stiff nipples.

Shari sighed, knowing full well her years of innocence were over. There was no way she could ever return to the world her mother had tried to preserve for her. She liked this, loved fucking, loved having a man on top of her, telling her what to do, how to do it! Yes, oh God yes, it was wonderful, sublime!

She snaked her legs around his, loving the sensation of Jack's hairy flesh rubbing against her skin. Yes, yes, this had to be the best thing in the world. Fucking, that was all there was to live for!

With another sigh she closed her eyes, giving herself completely up to the big stud.

Janet was frantic. She had proof, proof that something was up between her daughter and Wendy. The theater they were supposedly going to had been shut down since yesterday due to a fire. Janet had just heard it on the news. And here it was, nearly eleven-thirty and still the girls weren't home.

She bit her lower lip, fighting back the tears. She was sure they were out with… with men, fucking, doing all the things she wanted to do so badly. It was unfair, so dirty, so unfair! Janet clenched her fingers, pressing them against her thighs. Of course she could be wrong. It could be her own frantic state of mind, her own panic and frustration that were making her so unreasonable, irrational.

But why would Shari and Wendy stay out if the movie theater were burned? No, there was something else going on, something that aroused her suspicions even more when she thought about the scanty clothes Shari had been wearing lately. Half the skirts she wore nearly revealed her cunt and asshole. If a man were to see that he'd…

Of course that was why she was wearing them. Either they were going out to pick up men or they already had a date and were about to.

"Ohhhhh…"

Janet kicked the sofa in frustration, blinking back the tears. Her sweet daughter out there fucking while she had nothing, nothing except memories.

"Oh God," she whispered, feeling Bodego's warm fuzzy body against hers.

Yes, memories and the animal. She had Bodego, that sexy Airedale who would take care of her cunt. She held her head, feeling her mind whirling about. Why should she be so careful now? Why should she worry about what her daughter cared, about what the neighborhood might think? Her daughter was slutting around with Wendy while the neighbors were doing God-only-knows-what behind their shades. Maybe they were fucking their daughters, their pets!

Janet giggled. Wouldn't it be funny if it were turning out that she were the most moral one on the block?

"Good dog, damn it, you are so good," she said, bending down and leaning against the panting animal.

He was the only thing that stayed close and loyal to her. She rubbed his woolly fur, pressing her head against his. Yes, she was going to do it. She was going to let him… fuck her. Why not?

In her confusion, in her anger, in her desire for revenge against her whoring daughter and the world, Janet slapped her thighs, encouraging the animal to follow her. It was so strange. Bodego seemed able to read her mind. There was no reluctance in the dog's following her upstairs now.

Janet shook her head. She was free, free of all the fears that had prevented her from doing all the things she wanted. Nothing, no one was going to stop her from doing her own thing as the kids say.

Panting with lust, she unbuttoned her blouse, slipping it off her narrow shoulders as she reached the top of the stairs. Next came the halter, falling to the carpeted floor. Bodego stopped each time, sniffing at the discarded clothing, then scampering quickly up to the running woman, not wanting to be left behind.

"Here you go, boy, come on. Come on and have a good feed," Janet said, hardly able to believe her own words.

She was in the bedroom now, half naked. Force of depraved habit had her close and lock the door behind the sniffing, growling animal. But if she had really thought about it, Janet would have left it open, hoping her daughter and niece would find her. She would have a few surprises for them, oh yes she would!

"Come on, boy, come on," Janet said breathlessly, unzipping her skirt and stepping out of it.

Bodego sat down near the bed, his angry red pointed cock starting to snake out of his sheath.

Janet shuddered, watching what was happening, knowing he was going to fuck her. Shoving her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her panties, the woman set her jaw firmly, pushing the briefs down to her ankles and stepping from them.

"Come on, boy, come on. Janet's hot and wants you really badly," she whispered, rolling her ass onto the mattress, then scooting back.

It was shameless, sluttish what she was doing. But what an exhilaration she felt. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. Well, that wasn't quite true. The first time she had ever fucked in her life – that was something else! Probably what her daughter was experiencing right now. A painful sensation shot through her. Damn Shari! Damn Wendy! Damn them all!

"Come on, boy."

Janet was burning up with lust, feeling as if her body were about to explode. She was petting him excitedly, feeling her lungs bursting. Bodego had scrambled up onto the bed, stretched out his head and sniffed curiously between her legs.

Janet moved her hand down, down the thinning hair of his chest toward his dick. She wasn't going to go that far. To touch him seemed a little… a little out of place. Let him do it. Let him touch her. He was far better at it.

"Come on, Bodego, come on. I need you," she whispered tightly.

The big Airedale saw her need, her frustration. Whimpering, he crawled up to her, his big sloppy tongue hanging out. Janet spread her legs apart as she'd always done, raising her knees slightly, feeling the resulting tension against her thighs unsticking her cuntlips. This time was just like all the others. But there was an important difference. This time she was going to let the dog go all the way with her. This time there wouldn't be any running away, any second thoughts. Bodego could do what he wanted to her.

"Yessss! Bodego!"

She reached down and pulled her cunt apart with her trembling fingers. It was so daring doing this, peeling herself open for the animal to feed. She wanted that slick tongue of his to touch every soppy inch of her pussy. She didn't want him to leave an inch of it ungrazed. Doggie spit. She wanted to be swimming in dog spit! Bodego growled, then pushed his fuzzy head forward. She felt the familiar touch of his clawed paws against her thighs, felt the touch of his breath as he nuzzled his maw against her swollen cunt. He was licking her cunt as good as he ever did, that wonderful pink orgasm splitting her pussy in two, touching all the secret places she loved to have touched.

Janet cried out, rolling her head from side to side against the headboard now while her ass danced on the mattress. Why couldn't that touch be harder, though. She needed a harder touch. The touch of a dick!

"More, more!" Janet gasped, taking the dog's head and pulling him against her. She wanted his dick, wanted something to take care of that terrible ache. And Janet knew she was going to get just what she wanted.