Chapter 5
Oh, no! Gloria thought. I can't-I mustn't!
Gloria gazed down at the interested canine and the most wicked and depraved thoughts darted through her mind. She clamped her hands over her cunt, shielding it from the dog's muzzle.
"Go away," she commanded.
Rover eyed her, wagging his tail.
I can't let a dog lick my cunt, she told herself. That would be too perverted, too degenerate, too degrading. I'd never forgive myself if I did.
But his lolling tongue was long and wet and warm.
And she thought, of course, letting a dog lick me off wouldn't be as bad as some things.
It wouldn't be an act of adultery, surely. It wouldn't be as if I were cuckolding Charles.
And it wouldn't be as if I let the dog fuck me. That would really be depraved, but just a little tongue.
And a dog can't kiss and tell-no one would ever have to know what I did.
And I need some tongue!
It wouldn't be as wicked as if I asked Jack to eat me out, for instance-and safer, because a dog can't rape a woman, no matter how horny he gets.
Oh, it would be so naughty!
But naughty things are so much more thrilling than wholesome things, aren't they?
And Gloria smiled at the dog.
She took her hands away from her crotch.
Rover pushed his snout in. His wet nose touched her clit and she shivered. The situation was so preposterous that she felt like giggling, and yet it was exciting, too. She pushed her belly down, her ass resting on the very edge of the couch. She stroked the dog's head.
Rover gave her a baleful, questioning look almost as if seeking her permission.
She wondered if, in some canine fashion, he, too, knew that it was wrong.
"Go ahead, boy," she whispered. "Hot pussy, Rover-gobble it up!"
He wagged his tail and his haunches quivered.
The dog began to tongue her cunt.
His tongue was rough. It started her clit humming as he laved and lapped at her creamy pussy. His hind legs scrabbled on the floor. Gloria held his head in both hands, drawing up folds of hairy flesh, and began moving his snout around in her crotch as she ground her pussy up and down against his questing tongue.
Gloria loved it.
She hooked one knee over the dog and arched her back. Rover was panting right up her cunt and she was panting like a dog, herself-like a bitch in heat-as she thrilled to his attentive tongue.
She spread her cunt wide open with her fingers, so that the shaggy brute could lap at the inner lips.
Doggedly, he kept to the task.
But as Rover's long, limp tongue slurped away, his long, shaggy cock started to stiffen.
Gloria gasped when she saw his prick harden under his belly, the bright red knob sliding slowly out from the hairy sheath.
She hadn't counted on that.
In her eagerness to get licked off, she hadn't realized that the obedient canine would require some attention, himself. Now the poor beast was horny.
Un-like Jack Turner, Rover could not jerk off.
Gloria had no intention of jerking a dog off, of course, but she felt sorry for the animal, realizing how frustrating it must be to have a hard-on when you didn't have a bitch available, or even a hand.
Why, it was worse by far than what she had done to Jack! No only had she become a cock teaser-but she had become the lowest of the breed-a dog-cock teaser!
Fascinated, she watched his elongated pecker head push out from the hairy shaft and turn up along his belly.
Rover cocked an eye at her, as if he were aware that she was regarding his prick. He looked hopeful.
His tongue gave a great upward slurp.
Suddenly, Gloria was creaming.
The thrill struck her so fast and unexpectedly that it took her by surprise. She didn't even realize that she was coming, for a moment. Then she began to wail and thrash about on the very edge of the couch while the dutiful dog lapped up every drop of her flooding cunt juice.
Drained, she gently pushed his head away from her crotch. He stepped back and sideways, revealing his long cock in profile, the bright red tip glistening, the cleft parted, a trickle of slime oozing out.
"Oh, no!" she cried.
He looked at her with one big eye, tail pumping, hairy haunches trembling.
"Go away," she ordered, without much conviction.
Rover whimpered.
His tongue lolled out again, as if to remind her of the service it had rendered.
The poor beast did seem to be desperate.
Gloria thought, I don't suppose it would hurt if I were to jerk him off. I owe him that much. And it wouldn't be any more naughty than letting him lap my cunt. She grinned.
It might even be fun, she thought.
And if I ever need him to lick me off again, it might be just as well that he knows that he has a nice hand-job coming as a reward-like a dog biscuit for a clever trick. And, anyhow, I can't have him running around the house with a hard-on. He'll drip all over the furniture and the rugs-and it will be terribly embarrassing if Jack comes back in the house and sees that Rover has a boner-he might get the wrong idea. Well, not so wrong, maybe, but an idea I don't want him to get...
Oh, I am so depraved! she thought, rather thrilled by that exciting realization.
Gloria had decided that she was going to give the dog a hand-job. It was the simplest solution to a tricky problem, she owed him an orgasm and, most important of all, jerking off dogs was not as vile as teasing dog dick. Or so she reasoned.
She patted the couch beside her hip.
Rover's eyes flashed. She could have sworn that he was grinning at her.
"Good dog... come here," she said.
Rover came.
He placed his drooling muzzle on the couch and stood with his hind legs spread, his flanks quivering. Gloria was not quite sure how to go about whacking off a dog. But she anticipated little difficulty, for the head of his doggy dick was already gleaming with canine cum.
She curled onto her side on the floor, beside his loins. His hips moved as if he were fucking a bitch in slow motion. Gloria reached out, hesitating at the last moment, her fingers only an inch from his prick. She had a few last fleeting misgivings and doubts, wondering how she would feel, afterwards. She felt, in fact, much the same way she had felt when she decided to let a man fuck her for the first time.
She wondered if Rover would respect her, afterwards.
He whimpered eagerly.
Gloria let her breath out slowly.
Then she folded her fist around the dog's cock.
She could feel it throb and harden as she gripped it and began to pull steadily up and down.
She leaned closer, watching in fascination, her face blushing with shame but her cunt starting to simmer again, inspired by the same sense of depravity that was reddening her face. But her face was not as red as the head of that dog's cock, which was bright scarlet and streaked with creamy cum.
Her hand pulled up, folding the hairy sheath over the rim of the head, then pushed back so that the cockhead flared out from the bristly skin.
Gloria had intended to do this strictly as a favor to the poor brute.
Now she found that she was enjoying the sordid act, thrilled by her own perversion.
She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have that hairy prick up her cunt.
She imagined kneeling, ass hiked up. while the dog mounted her like a bitch and threw a dog fuck into her cunt.
She imagined taking him in the frontal position, fucking him as if he were a human.
And-with a further flush of shame-she wondered what it would be like to blow a dog!
Her face was very close to his throbbing cockhead and it was not so incredible that, in such a position, a thought like that should occur to her.
Gloria was awfully hot.
She thought: I might just touch the tip of my tongue against the head of his cock-just to see what it felt like and tasted like-that wouldn't be as wicked as if I actually took his prick into my mouth or sucked him off.
His cockhead was slathered with cum.
But that only made the idea more exciting.
It still wouldn't be adultery-Rover would never tell-it was just a little naughty. Every woman ought to lick a dog's cock once in her life, she told herself.
She tilted her head and ducked under his belly.
Her tongue came out and fluttered against the sharply tapered head of his cock.
His slime coated her taste buds.
Ummm-yummy, she thought.
She began to lap and lave all over that swollen, scarlet slab of dog prick. She kissed the tip and ran her tongue down as far as the skinned-back sheath. And then, despite her good intentions, she decided that it would not hurt just to take that tasty hunk of cock into her mouth and suck on it for a second!
She fitted her lips to the oozing tip and slowly let them part, taking the canine cockhead into her mouth.
She began to suck.
Rover gave a wild yelp, then a whimper of ecstasy. He was a handsome dog and had fucked his share of bitches, but he had never had a blow job before. In his canine fashion, he was a very happy animal.
And Gloria, once she had that succulent slab of prick in her mouth, knew that there was no way she was going to stop sucking on it until she had milked the brute's bestial cum. It was simply too good to resist.
She began to move her head up and down, sliding the dog's cock in and out of her lips. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked on the delicious red slab and her nimble tongue caressed the underside of that elongated knob. Her hand was still folded around the furry shaft of his cock and she began to jerk him off again, her fist rising up to meet her lips as they pressed down.
My God! I'm jerking a dog off in my mouth! she thought. And I love it!
His hind legs scrambled on the floor and his hairy haunches jolted in and out. He was fucking her in the mouth, furiously, his balls tightening as his climax drew towards the crest.
He howled.
Suddenly his cock was spurting, filling her eager mouth with Alsatian jism, and the greedy, oversexed housewife merrily gulped it down and sucked for more, pushing her head down and burying the bone.
Voraciously, she milked his cock and balls dry and swallowed every drop of that precious fluid.
Rover staggered away on unsteady legs.
Gloria leaned back, amazed at how much she had relished sucking a dog's cock and drinking his spunk.
She thought that it was probably the most wicked thing that a woman could do.
It was more wicked than fucking him, she thought.
And then she got a strange light in her eyes.
Her oral hunger was well slaked by the animal's abundant load, but her pussy was hot again, inspired by the action at the other end of her sexy body.
And if sucking a dog off was more depraved than fucking him, and since she had already committed that ultimate depravity, was there any harm in committing the lesser sin?
Gloria shuddered deliciously at the thought of having her cunt stuffed full of dog dick.
She took her negligee off and, naked, turned onto her hands and knees.
Rover had curled up in the corner and seemed about to go to a contented sleep.
But the moment he saw the naked blonde on her hands and knees, with her ass wagging and her creamy cunt open to his gaze, he recognized the position. He was no fool, that dog. The bitch might be hairless and maybe she didn't have a sexy, curly tail, but there was nothing wrong with that juicy cunt that he had so thoroughly licked out.
Gloria looked back over her shoulder. She was grinning wickedly.
"Come and get it, boy," she urged.
The dog sprang to obey.