The German Shepherd was now inches from her pussy, sniffing intently at the familiar scent and meaning of his master’s nakedness. Quintessa’s hand absently dropped to pet the dog, scratching it behind the ears. “Watch what I do and follow suit when you are ready. Remember, when you get into position, you could be mounted, so keep your ass low until you are ready to mounted.” She patted the ground for the dogs to lie down on the grass, then turned back to Rosa still standing, “And remember about the knot. Don’t panic. It will stretch you going in and coming out and it will lock you to the dog for a time but it will shrink. The knot is amazing … you’ll see …”
With that said, she stroked the German Shepherd and one of the hounds directly in front of her. The hind legs rose to expose the sheaths and Rosa saw a reddish tip of cock exposed from the furry protective cover. Just as Quintessa had described it: a pointy tip, reddish, and expanding diameter behind it. She watched as Quintessa lowered her face to the groin of the dog and gently took the exposed tip between her lips. Quintessa raised her head, “I have always liked the feel of a cock in my mouth and the dogs seem to like it, too. Also, I like an exposed dog-cock to start with when they mount me. It’s so much easier to get inside me.”
Rosa was mesmerized. It was like watching a live porn video, ‘How to fuck your dog’. But this was happening and it was real and it was her mom … and she was going to do it, too!
Rosa went to her knees next to the third dog who was watching her intently, his tail wagging and slapping the grass. This was new, a different female, but the expectation for it was the same. Two bitches, now? Did they think that way or simply react to the availability? Rosa followed the moves as close as possible. When her lips touched the cock tip, she felt the leaking pre-cum and her lips and tongue purposely took it inside and tasted it. It was different … gamier? … than the boys she had been with and given head to but not bad. She took more of the cock into her mouth as it became exposed and sucked intently. She became lost to the sensation of what she was doing, giving head to a dog, and greedily sucked on the cock. She became amazed at the size of it in her mouth as more and more came out of the sheath until it felt much like the few cocks she had sucked before … but different … differently shaped and textured.
She heard a groan and gasp. She realized she had lost track of what her mom was doing. She was on her hands and knees and the dog was behind her and licking her. Then she saw her push the snout away and pat her ass. The dog jumped up and mounted her. Her hand moved between her legs and help guide the cock into her pussy. She gasped louder and groaned as the dog thrust his cock home deep inside.
Rosa looked back at the dog she had been licking and sucking and found a hard, long, reddish cock exposed from the sheath. She bent over a last time to kiss the cock, then she went to her hands and knees and turned her ass to the dog. This dog didn’t bother with licking her, as the Shepherd had to her mom, and promptly jumped onto her back. Already, before her hand could move between her legs, the dog was humping against her, blindly trying to penetrate her. Rosa wondered how she was supposed to manage assisting something moving so fast and frantically but found that with her hand open at her pussy, the cock seemed to glance off the palm and into her hole. Maybe it was luck but all additional thought about it was gone as the dog drove his cock deep into her in rapid, urgent thrusts that had her moaning and gasping, too.
This was consuming … completely and utterly consuming. She had never felt anything like it in her short sexual life. The fucking motion was beyond anything the couple of boys she had been with managed. This was primal, dominating, and using. This was claiming his bitch and inseminating her. It sent a chill through her with the feelings this act gave her. When the knot began forming and pounding at her hole, she gasped more and louder. The more the knot pressed at her hole, stretching her for entrance, she moaned and gasped louder. When the ball of canine flesh drove through, she cried out … not in pain but in exultation, consuming lust, and the primal feeling of being made into a bitch.
After both Rosa and the dog climaxed, Rosa collapse to the ground. Not completely, though, her ass was still up in the air tied to the dog who had turned so they were ass-to-ass. She turned her head and lay her cheek on her arms to look over to her mom. “Oh … My … God …”
Quintessa chuckled. Both were in the same position as the dogs occasionally pulled against the knot inside their pussies to test for separation. Both women sighed at the feeling of the knot and cock moving inside them, sometimes bouncing against their g-spots to bring a gasp. Quintessa smiled and asked for confirmation, “Good?” Rosa nodded and sighed, again. “You are my daughter …” Rosa reached her hand out and they held hands.
There was still another dog … While tied, they played paper, rock, scissors … Rosa won.
If Rosa thought she was finally understanding life at Quintessa’s farm, she found out otherwise the next morning. She woke to the faint sound of cupboards and refrigerator doors opening and closing and stumbled down the hall to join her mom. She was naked as she thought was the new norm. Quintessa was dressed in one of the loose, button-up dresses, though it only had a couple buttons done at the waist.
“Your dressed?” Just then, she heard the sound of a vehicle crunching the gravel on the drive in front. “Who’s coming? What’s that?”
Quintessa chuckled, “Diego and Tomas. I forgot to tell you last night. Go put something on … or not … they know what a woman looks like.” She gave Rosa a wink. Rosa ran back to her bedroom as she heard pickup truck doors slam shut.
When she returned, barefoot but covered with the same kind of simple dress, she encountered two Hispanic men sitting at the table. They both jumped up when she entered. Quintessa introduced them as Diego and Tomas. The coffee was finished so Rosa pulled four mugs from the cupboard and pour some for each. Their English was broken but manageable, clearly not their first language. Quintessa explained: Diego and Tomas were men she employed two days a week, standardly on Tuesday and Thursday and she tried to get a weekend day from them during certain busy seasons, planting, harvest, calving, etc. Being alone, the farm is too much to manage daily upkeep and ongoing maintenance on fencing and the buildings, land erosion, etc. They come in to do that work. Later, after breakfast and the two men left, Rosa watched as the men loaded a small trailer with fence posts and barbed wire to an ATV. Quintessa then confided more.
“I was alone. I needed help and now it has been years that they come back to this area. I made sure of their help when I needed it by paying them a little more than anyone else might and giving them dedicated days of work. I even allowed them to put a rundown trailer on my property on the far SW corner where it is a small wetland. They put in an access and a gate they can lock. I can call them if there is trouble. As you saw, I take care of them, too. The days they work for me, I feed them with me. And … sometimes … I take care of them … they get lonely, too.”
“What do you mean?” Rosa inquired.
“They’re migrants. They get into the country because they have letters showing employment from me and a few other farms in the region, but mostly me with their place to live. They send most of their money back South to their families.”
Rosa nodded as she watched the men drive away on the ATV. “I mean … you take care of them because they get lonely, too?” Quintessa chuckled and hugged her daughter. Rosa looked at her mom’s expression, “Ohhhhhhhh …”
“Maybe your mom’s a slut?”
Rosa squeezed Quintessa’s waist, “No … you’re pretty ***********ive. But you do like cock as you said …” They both laughed at their growing understanding.
After three meals with the men and a hard day’s work, the men disappeared after dinner but returned shortly after, cleaned up and a bottle of tequila. Quintessa had pushed for them to shower early but Rosa’s curiosity about why became focused when she heard the old pickup returning into the yard. Rosa was at the front screen door with her mom standing behind her. They were both dressed in long tee-shirts this time. Rosa felt more exposed somehow as the pickup slowed to a stop outside.
Rosa settle back into her mom’s body, Quintessa’s hand moved up and cupped her breast under the thin material. Rosa stated, “This is ‘taking care of them’? With me here, how did they know …?”
Quintessa squeezed her daughter’s breast in view of the men as they came up the path to the door. “I may have suggested something to them.”
“My mom is pimping me out?”
Quintessa giggled, “What was your word? Oh, yes … ***********ively.” She squeezed Rosa, “You cannot, if you want …”
Rosa giggled this time, “Not a chance. I want to experience your freedom to live.”
They were good men. Well Quintessa had made sure of that, but they also attractive and appreciative. They wooed the women with awkward talk, drink, and dancing to a CD they brought along. Quintessa might have had a bit more practice with the style of dancing but Rosa just went with the flow. There was a lot of touching, hugging, and twirling. Since the tee-shirts were all they were wearing without underwear, their breasts moved and their bottoms showed frequently. With a sheen of perspiration on her holding the thin material closely to her body, Rosa collapsed on the sofa next to Diego. The way she fell next to him, his arm was ready and dropped over her shoulders, the hand casually resting on her arm. She looked across the coffee table separating the sofa and two easy chairs to find her mom on Tomas’s lap. They were kissing. Rosa shifted slightly and looked into Diego’s face. She found no aggressive presumption but did find hopeful anticipation. She smiled and shifted more toward him, pressing her body against his as she gave her mouth up to him. His other hand moved across his body and pulled her gently into him as their tentative kiss became more urgent.
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