“So, how often does he get to fuck his bitch then? Every day?”
“Oh no” she said, “probably 4 or 5 times a day”
“But what about weekends when I am around?” I asked, confused.
“Well, when you go to play golf on a Saturday he fucks me at least
twice, sometimes three times. He seems to sense that he isn’t allowed to
when you are there so he makes the most of it when you aren’t. Then, I
usually manage to get enough time to give him a blow job or two, and
sometimes I take a chance and let him fuck me while you are in the study on
the computer. That’s why the cleaning is so important, so you don’t see me
rush to the bathroom to wipe away the spunk as it is running down my
thighs. Imagine if you came out of the study as I walked past and you could
see the congealing spunk running down my leg?”. She laughed.
I was stunned. My wife is telling me that she not only fucks the dog,
she sucks his cock. She continued.
“Sundays are a bit harder. He always fucks me twice while you are out
getting the papers and when you disappear while I prepare lunch he usually
licks me to orgasm and I either let him fuck me quickly or I suck him off.
Usually it’s sucking because it is easier to get away if you were to walk
in the room”.
“So”, I said, “you get fucked and/or licked by the dog 4 or 5 times a
day, every day? And you still have enough of a horny cunt to fuck me every
night? Except when you have your period. So, how does the dog manage when
you have your period?”.
She smiled. “Oh, that’s easy! I just put a tampon in when I get up so
you see it going in. When you leave I take it out and the dog deals with
the blood with his tongue. Even when he fucks me he licks the blood off my
thighs and off his own cock, if I don’t get there first. Then when you
come home I “change” the tampon, which means I put one in”.
I looked at my lovely wife. She was smiling at me as she told me her
story. I could see her left hand had slipped under the table. I ducked my
head under and could see that she had her legs wide open and her dress
pulled up. She was gently tugging and caressing her cunt lips as she owned
up to fucking the dog. What a woman!
I told her to use both her hands to stretch her lips wide and open her
cunt up and let some of her smell out. Then I kicked the dog so he started
to get up. He couldn’t stand properly under the table but he could stand
enough to get his head, and more importantly his tongue, between my lovely
wife’s thighs so he could lick her clitoris. I sat there watching her
getting redder and redder as the dog’s magic tongue worked on her clit.
She began to shake and tremble. She said she needed to stop because she
was nearly cumming. I smiled at her and told her she could only stop AFTER
she had cum. She was shaking more now. She was begging me to let her stop
in case she screamed as she came. She told me she often screamed when the
dog licked her because his tongue was so rough the orgasm is more intense.
I smiled and sat back and watched as she got closer and closer until
finally she threw her head back and clenched her teeth as her orgasm
arrived. She mewled loudly enough for someone in the next booth to put his
head around to see what was going on. When the guy saw her sitting with
her legs wide apart and her hands still stretching her naked cunt’s lips
apart and down her thighs, fortunately the dog had already slumped back to
the floor. The guy quickly turned away and I could hear the shocked
whispers as he told his party what he had seen. If only he had looked 20
seconds before and seen the dog’s tongue at work! Someone opposite him
leant out of the booth to look, but could only see one of her spread knees
and me smiling at him.
I was enjoying myself immensely with my newly found ultra horny cunt. I
hadn’t realised that Lydia was being fucked up to 7 times a day, between me
and the dog, and the more she got it seemed, the more she wanted. We
finished our lunch and walked back to the car, oblivious (well she was) to
the breeze lifting her skirts and displaying her charms. I opened the
passenger door for her and she smiled and sat in the seat. I told her to
pull her dress up to her waist, which she did willingly, even opening her
legs wide to show me her engorged lips. She was a bit shocked though when
I put the dog in the foot-well in front of her and between her shiny
thighs.
As we drove along the road I watched out of the corner of my eye as
Lydia held the dog’s head between her thighs so she could feel the heat of
his breath on her hot cunt. I told her to recline her seat, spread her
legs and put her feet on the dashboard and to put her arms behind her neck
and to close her eyes. I watched the dog. Occasionally he stuck his
tongue out and licked her cunt lips but he made no concerted effort to lick
her properly again. Even so, it was a very horny image. I could smell her
arousal too. I took the chance to divert to a more major road, a dual
carriageway. Lydia wasn’t paying any attention to the road as she had her
eyes shut and was concentrating on the feeling of her cunt with the warm
dog breath gently blowing on it and the touch of his tongue. I told her to
pull her cunt lips out and stretch them apart, without opening her eyes.
She did so and the increase in the musky smell of her sex was magnified in
the confines of the car. The dog couldn’t ignore it now and he began to
use his long tongue to stroke the passage that Lydia’s parted and stretched
lips made between her arse and her clitoris We passed a truck and I slowed
down until we were level with the cab. The driver had his window open and
I stayed next to him as he cruised alongside us watching our dog feverishly
lick Lydia’s cunt. I managed to find two other trucks for her to
unknowingly flash at before one of the driver’s blew his horn and Lydia
jumped up, opened her eyes and pushed the dog away. I made her look up and
smile and wave at the driver before turning off and heading for home. My
mind was full of different ideas of what I was going to do with my horny
wife and our horny dog.
When we arrived home we entered the house and I told Lydia to take off
her clothes. She was used to this and reached for her shirt once she was
naked. I told her that she couldn’t put it on today, and to come into the
lounge. I made her tell me everything she had ever done with the dog.
Bizarrely she told me that once she had a threesome with our dog and a
stray in the park. The dog had put his nose up her skirt while they were
walking through the park. She had tried to say no, but since she had never
said no before he wasn’t having any of it and kept ramming his nose between
her legs until she stopped walking and opened her legs. He began to lick
her cunt, enough for her to know he was serious, but then he went round
behind her and stuffed his nose between the cheeks of her arse. She knew
that meant she had to kneel and be fucked. She was rather nervous but
quite excited as she dropped to her knees and let him ram his horny cock
into her cunt in the park. She was worried when another dog approached.
More worried that the owner was just behind! There was no way she could
stop the pounding cock in her cunt and the other dog was barking at them.
She managed to coax the dog over and pulled him down in front of her and
licked his cock. When his cock grew she sucked his cock. She didn’t want
to really (she said) but was scared of being discovered by someone
attracted to the barking; clearly no thought about stopping her dog fucking
her! She told me that the dog had spunked in her mouth before our dog
spunked in her cunt and she had swallowed the whole load before carrying
out her cleaning ritual on her cunt to eat our dog’s spunk. I asked Lydia
to demonstrate giving the dog a blow job. She smiled briefly, then dropped
to her knees and called the dog over. She had her legs spread wide and was
fingering her cunt and offering the fingers to the dog. The dog licked her
fingers and began to push his head between her thighs. Lydia reached under
him and grasped his growing cock. When she was satisfied it was erect
enough she rolled the dog onto its back. I was amazed to see her just put
her mouth over his cock and appear to swallow the whole thing! This was so
sexy, as was the view I had of my wife’s gaping cunt as she sucked the
dog’s cock. I quickly stripped off my clothes, caressed my hardening cock
a few times before kneeling behind her and shoving my cock into her
slippery cunt. God it was good. She wasn’t ready for it and I could feel
her muscles tense as my cock slid past them. I kept up a steady rhythm
until I saw the dog tense and I knew he was spunking into Lydia’s mouth. I
told her to keep the spunk in her mouth and to wait until I told her to
swallow. Then I began to fuck her really hard. My sac was banging against
her swollen clitoris and I knew she was likely to have another clitoral
orgasm before I could fill her cunt. Her orgasm came much quicker than I
thought. Although she squeezed hard I managed to maintain control and
continued to pump my hard cock in and out of her superbly juicy cunt. She
had her head on the floor and she was pinching her nipples. She had her
mouth shut tight, still full of doggy spunk. That got me thinking. When I
was ready to blast my spunk into her cunt; I quickly pulled out, turned her
around and made her open her mouth and stick her tongue out. I could see
all the doggy spunk lying there under her tongue and it just brought me
over the top and I released my spunk all over her tongue, where it ran off
to mix with the doggy spunk already there.
We laid there on the floor on our backs. Lydia had her legs spread
wide, she was moaning that there was no spunk in her cunt to clean up. I
told her to wait a while. We laid there and dozed. I was nearly asleep
when I felt a slight movement. Lydia had her left hand between her thighs.
I just knew she was spreading her lips, trying to get her sex smell to
arouse the dog. It was only just over 40 minutes since she had sucked the
dog off and been fucked by me but she was already horny again.
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