The Family’s Loving Pet

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"Oh, I love it, love it," she whispered, snapping her head back against the headboard.

The dog was going wild, slopping his tongue harder, faster.

Janet was tossing like a crazy woman on the bed, her body glistening with sweat from her excitement and her violent movements. Her big, high-riding tits slapped together, then rolled apart while the backs of her legs flailed against the mattress.

Bodego stayed between her thighs, licking into her blonde furry crack, watching ihe woman spin farther and farther out of control.

"Good dog, good dog," Janet whispered, her fingers stroking the big animal once more.

She was touching him, drawing her hand down, down his thinning fur, feeling the warrn, tense muscles of his chest, of his belly. She cried out, closing her eyes, wondering how she could be doing this. She was feeling a dog, touching him in spots she shouldn't. Now she wanted to touch his dick, to bring him off.

Her fingers slipped down to his furry sheath. Just the tips touched, the nails grazing over that sensitive hot hunk of flesh. Bodego whimpered, snuggling closer to her, his maw burrowing deeper into her slit.

Janet bit her lower lip, pushed down farther. It was his dick. She could feel something very hot, very smooth brushing over the backs of her probing fingers. The big Airedale was whimpering, rocking his body back and forth, humping his boney knobber against her hand.

Opening her eyes, Janet could see a tiny point of red had peeked out of the sheath. She reached out and started massaging him. It wasn't so very bad. It wasn't bad at all! The ceiling didn't come crashing down. God didn't send thunderbolts slicing into the room. There was just her and the dog in that big house.

She tightened her fingers around the dog's prick and pulled. Bodego whimpered more loudly.

"Oh yes, boy, yes!" Janet cried, her body trembling with wild excitement. "I know how you feel. We're both gonna feel real good in a bit."

It was wild, entering this new world of excitement, of thinking finally of letting something, anything fuck her. And how badly Janet needed a release! Her head was spinning, her cunt throbbing.

Rodego was starting to edge his teeth against the hollows of her thighs. Then he licked his tongue against her cunt again. The woman shivered, arching her back. Her tits jiggled while her legs rubbed sensuously over the coverlet. It was getting time when she had to turn over, to let the dog mount her, drive his cock into her hungry pussy!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

A final shock of fear passed through her. Could she do something like this? Could she actually turn over, stand there on her hands and knees with her ass high in the air and let the dog fuck her? Of course she could. Bodego was the only thing that had remained faithful to her. Her daughter was turning out to be a whore, led to that by her own niece.

Another hot flash. Janet pushed one finger into her cunt and searched around, feeling the dog's tongue laving her knijckles. Her pussy felt so good, and it was so soft inside. Bodego's tongue lapped at her whitened knuckles. She wondered how her pussy would feel to a man's cock.

Cock! Again the thought of having a man on top of her instead of the dog brought a whimpery gasp from her throat. Janet grabbed the dog's fur and pulled his snout into her seeping cuntal pit. She needed something to fill herself with. She didn't care about what her daughter or society would say if they found out. What did they know about sexual frustration, about sacrifice that amounted to nothing? She had done all the right things and everything had gone to hell. Well, Janet wasn't about to let her life drift away any more. She was going to do as she damned well pleased!

"Oh, harder!"

Bodego was concentrating on her seeping cunt. He licked down there continually. Each time he pushed his tongue into the slick folds, Janet tried hard to imagine… imagine a cock. A real cock, a man's cock. Wasn't her daughter out there some place having a ball, fucking her ass out? Why shouldn't she be having the same kind of good time?

"Ohhhhhh…"

Janet thought of a dick just teasing her, slipping in and out of her clutching cunthole. When she tried to move so that it would go deeper, the fantasy dissolved. She could tell that the thing stimulating her pussy was something quite softer than a cock.

Bodego growled and gouged roughly around the edges of her cunt. His broad back humped as his instincts started guiding him. Janet knew what he wanted to do. She sucked in a ragged breath, finding the courage now to accommodate the Airedale.

"Oh God, God…"

Could she really be going this far? The dog was licking at her ass now, wetting each shivering white globe excitedly. The tickle between her legs now was growing excruciating. It had sapped all the strength, all the willpower from the woman's body. She was nothing more than a machine, a machine that needed the oiling of a hot fuck. Oh God, yes, to have something – anything – in her cunt was worth while. Janet tried to keep the image of what was happening to her from her mind. But nothing could do that. She knew very well what was going to happen. And the woman decided that it would take place now.

"Unghhhh…"

Janet rolled onto her belly. Bodego had backed away, then shoved his head between her thighs, butting them apart when she was completely turned around.

Janet smile, opening her eyes. Yes, yes, this was the moment, the point in her life she'd been waiting for. Tucking her knees up and pushing down with her hands, Janet rose from the sagging mattress, her ass tilted high in the air. Rer tits hung down from her chest, pulling excitingly at her flesh. She moaned, wagging her ass as if it were a tail. Her body trembled, her mind whirled about as she listened to the dog's uneven breathing behind her.

What was he waiting for? She had brought herself to this, had somehow managed to stifle every note of morality in her body and now the dog was trying to decide whether or not to fuck her.

At that point Janet felt paws scratching at her buttocks. She held her breath, closing her eyes and digging her nails into the mattress as she felt Bodego's furry underside brush over her. His weight was soon on her back. Claws scraped her flesh painfully. She bit her lip, trying to think only of the wonderful release she was about to have.

"Ohhh…"

She had her back bowed down, her ass thrust out to make his fucking angle easier. Bodego was driving his ass under, tucking it sharply in the instinctive movements of fucking. A thrill filled her chest, knocking the wind from her lungs. Her shapely ass moved, dipped, enticed the animal even more. Janet felt something very hot and slick brushing over her inner thighs. It was wild, exciting! She thought she was going to die!

"Ohhhhh fuck… fuck!"

The woman was babbling, throwing her ass around to urge the dog on.

This was it!

Janet could feel his dick edging down her cuntlips, moving over to the center of her cuntal slit. His forelegs tightened around her while his head nestled in the valley between her jutting shoulderblades. Janet shivered as she felt the red barb penetrate shallowly. He was driving it in. Deeper and deeper that knobby thing slid.

Her eyes widened, her lower jaw slackening as she let out one breath with a whooshing sound and sucked in another, holding it until she felt dizzy. Those bumps! How strange, how wildly different they felt as they slipped past her tense, eager cuntlips. Cuntjuice trickled from her hole, wetting down the animal's furry little balls. Janet shivered, feeling that warm furry body pressing harder against her, feeling that knobby rod skewering her pussy.

"Unnghhhhh!"

Bodego growled, his hindquarters prancing nervously behind her, pressing up against the backs of her legs. Another inch of his doggie dick pushed in. Janet could feel some of his saliva dribbling from his mouth and touching her flesh. Now he started fucking her, really fucking her. She felt his body working back and forth, up and down against hers. His dick was trenching out her hole, his balls rubbing over her buttocks.

"Fuck, fuck…"

He was fucking her hard and fast, his dick rubbing against her clit. Janet felt her orgasm come, peak, drive her over the edge. But the dog. God, he was going to cum, fill her hole with his vile jizz.

In the last moment the woman managed to slide off his dick, falling flat on her face while the fiery chills of her orgasm swept up her belly and through her cunt. She could barely move, hardly crawl from the whining animal. Streaks of something very hot and sticky blasted against her thighs. He was cumming. God, the big Airedale was cumming, firing his load of cum against her. Janet realized she had pulled away just in time.

"No, no!"

Janet swatted back at the large animal, kicking at him, somehow managing to crawl off the bed. It couldn't be. It just couldn't! Now Janet realized she couldn't let the dog touch her again… not even lick her. This had to stop, stop at any cost!

Janet rushed out of the room, feeling as if she were really losing her mind. Bodego stayed behind, curling up possessively on her bed and licking his spent balls.

The woman rushed downstairs, having grabbed her gown and wrapped it tightly around her. Her cunt was seeping hot moisture while her heart pounded. Her climax had been a hard one, one she couldn't enjoy because of her reluctance to take the animal's cum in her snatch.

Standing in the darkness of the kitchen, Janet thought for a long time, her reverie broken by the sounds of her daughter and niece coming up the drive. Envy filled her, quickly followed by anger. How dare they live like that, doing what they pleased while she had to sneak around and try to find satisfaction with a dog?

Janet backed away, her nostrils flaring, her fingers curling into two fists. She had a right to love, to live life to the fullest. Those giggling girls out there didn't know the faintest thing about sacrifice. Well, they had time to learn. It was Janet's turn now to live a little. She calmed herself down, rubbing her sweaty palms on her gown as the rear door opened.

"And then when he… oh, hi, Mom!" Shari said, a little taken aback by her mother's presence.

"Hi, Aunt Janet! We were…"

"Never mind," Janet said, feeling the mixture of doggie spit and juice trickling from her cunt. "You girls are late again. Up to your rooms. There'll be little dating around here for the next few days."

Of course, that doesn't apply to me, Janet thought as the two teens sulked by her.

Yes, Shari undoubtedly was having a good time. Her ass wagged even now as she climbed the stairs. Men, Janet knew, would give anything to lay with her daughter. But would they feel the same way about her? Janet felt a pang of nervousness creep into her. She wasn't going to stop now. She had gone too far, done too much, suffered too long to surrender. There were places, bars she could go to, clubs she could join to meet men. And how her cunt needed men, lots and lots of good, hot hard men.

Standing there in the darkness, Janet found herself smiling. There was going to be a new life for her now, one free of all the fears and guilts that had been hounding her up to now.

She smiled, wondering if Shari could take it.