Chapter 9
Afterward Adele wasn't quite sure what had come over her. Indeed her conscious mind sought to forget the entire incident.
But watching Rex there on the floor, squatting on his forepaws and flanks and licking at his own doggy penis, was just too much for the by-this-time lust-crazed matron. She rolled off the bed abruptly and fell with a thump to her back on the carpet, rubbing the juicy folds of her climax-starved cunt furiously, her long black hair trailing out behind her, her huge pendant breasts ballooning outward down her chest to the top of her white rounded belly.
She began groaning and moaning every manner of obscene imprecation to the gods of lasciviousness as her fingers rubbed and delved and sluiced into the hot wet folds of her forty-year-old pussy. Martin, his eyes still half drugged with sexual exhaustion, gazed down on his voluptuous mother unbelievingly. He couldn't believe that she was actually stuffing four fingers within her steaming hot cunt, and howling and moaning with lust. His own mother!
And then there was Rex. Martin's youthful eyes traveled, wide-eyed, to the panting German shepherd, his tongue hanging sloppy with saliva as he watched his mistress furiously masturbating and moaning with ecstasy.
Suddenly Rex pulled himself up. He went over on all fours and pointed his moist, cold nose down into his mistress' hot and swampy pussy.
"Oh," she wailed, trying to bat him away, as the dog was interfering with her masturbation dreams. "Get away, you bad dog!"
But there was something in the exotic scent of Adele Davis' pussy that drew him like a magnet. The dog's tongue lolled out and he continued to bury his nose in Adele's hairy black portals, sniffing, his tongue lolling out and stroking wetly along the insides of her thighs.
"Rex! No!" she wailed in urgent desperation. "Bad dog!"
But it was too late. The pungent scent of unrelieved sexual desire wafted through Rex's sensitive nostrils. Of course the dog adored his masters, and it seemed the most natural thing in the world to lick any of them. Rex was forever licking hands and faces. And now there was this exquisite taste and odor between his mistress Adele's legs. The dog's tongue slopped forward, long and thick and raspy, and lapped thirstily at his mistress' wide-open cunt.
"OH! OH! OH!" Something seemed to snap out of control in Adele's lust-ridden brain. The feel of that warm length of tongue meat along the entire line of her open split sent Adele's brain reeling. The dog's saliva dripped from his open mouth, mingling with her sex juices in the delicious folds of her slot that started at the bottom of her smooth white belly and trailed down through the creamy spheres of her buttocks pressed tightly against the mattress.
Now Adele felt as if she were in a sort of delirium. She could see the shadowy furry form of the dog through her dully lidded eyes, but somehow she couldn't accept what she saw. Instead her mind conjured up visions of Martin,, so that it was now her fifteen-year-old son crouching between her legs, his longish heavy tongue lapping her cunt like a dog lapping milk. She could feel the dog's forepaws pressing pack on the underside of her thighs so that her knees mashed into her huge tits tits and became buried in them. The entire line of her slit was open to the dog's lapping tongue now-the long dark line from her anus to her hair-fringed cunt. And his tongue took advantage of her spherical contortion, by licking and lapping without a stop. Adele could not remember having felt anything like it in her entire life. It was as if someone had stuck a live two-hundred-and-twenty volt wire into her cunt, electrifying it from one end to the other. She was alive down there, and only down there, for the rest of her exquisite voluptuous body had ceased to exist.
"Lick me, Martin!" she wailed. "Lick me!"
The dog obeyed, lapping wildly at the soft moist pussy of his mistress. The dog's wet nose almost disappeared from view within the soft black pubic hair as his tongue attacked without pause his mistress' juicy aperture, flicking and lapping lizard-like at the quivering hair-lined opening.
Now Adele's hands moved sensuously down over her throbbing, blue-veined breasts with their high, hard nipples, her beautiful face totally contorted with lust. Her hands moved onto her nicely rounded white belly, coming to rest just at the top of her pubic hair, in the center of which Rex was lapping furiously.
Without thinking, her fingers began stroking softly on the dog's furry muzzle. It didn't seem to register that she was being licked by a dog and not by her son. Although her fingers felt Rex, her brain reported the smooth, hairless face of her handsome son. In her delirium, she considered how much she loved him and how absolutely wonderful without exception his longish tongue felt in her too-thrilled orifice. Her fingers then stroked softly for a moment at the flexing hollows of her inner thighs-and then, slowly, they spread more widely the fleshy, hairy wet lips of her sex furrow, allowing Rex' hungrily devouring tongue a greater access to the secret depths of her churning being.
Her head lolled uncontrollably from side to side on the carpet as the dog's tongue shot out searingly, its soft flicking tip encircling maddeningly the quivering erect clitoris. As if by magnetic attraction, the soft wet folds of her cunt were drawn deeply into the hot blast furnace of the dog's mouth, and while Rex continued to lick at her hypersensitive slit, his teeth also chewed softly on the damp rag of her folds, so that every touch on her sensitive exposed flesh war a terrible shock of pure delight.
Rex's tongue continued without stop its maddening licking of the straining pink bud of her pleasure button, while Adele groaned huskily from deep in her throat as the hot probing tip worked its way up and down the length of her steaming, oozing pussy, licking at the hair as well as at her cuntal lips. The dog's hot lapping tongue began at her lower belly, then moved inexorably down over the elastic -rimmed opening of her hot, clasping vagina and finally into the crevice of her buttocks where it paused momentarily to do a wet, probing homage to the tight brown puckered anus.
To Adele, this homage was like an electric cattle prod being stuck up her tightly constricted asshole. Her hips ground uncontrollably, and her voice was one long, drawn-out, high-pitched whine. Although occasionally soft, mewling animal sounds escaped pitifully from between her passion gnashed teeth.
Rex lapped her cunt hungrily, feeling the soft wet pubic hair brush against his furry cheeks. The dog could feel her hands stroking his muzzle and winding through his soft hair. He ran his tongue into the soft -rimmed flesh, flicking at it and alternately withdrawing to tease again the ragged pink edges. Occasionally the dog's nose bumped against her open cunt, and then Adele would go wild, thrashing and moaning all around his earnestly lapping face.
Rex's tongue was now so deeply down into her vagina, it was amazing. A low guttural growl rose from Adele's agonized throat. Her groans escalated as the dog worked his tongue increasingly faster in her exposed and trembling crotch. Her soft warm thighs enclosed the dogs furry head and ears, clasping and unclasping convulsively as Rex lapped at her roaring cunt. The hot wet flesh slipped moistly around Rex's long extended tongue as the walls of her invaded vagina opened and closed with an undulating motion, attempting to pull the dog's tongue deeper into it. The friction of the pimples on Rex's tongue rubbing on Adele's raw and exposed cuntal folds was maddening. Each second she cried that she couldn't stand it for another single instant. Martin's mother had degenerated into a whimpering, pleading dummy who lived only for sex and the harsh rasp of their dog's tongue squirting through the folds of her boiling pussy. Her nibbling hair-lined vulva attempted to pull the dog's tongue out by the roots, but had to fall back slavering and whimpering for joy. If it had been able to, her cunt would have swallowed Rex's tongue alive.
Her heels pressed down into the dog's shaggy flanks as cry upon cry of joyous surrender broke ecstatically from her hopelessly depraved lips. Now Rex's nose as well as his tongue was worrying her cunt furiously. The dog's nose smashed electrically against the tiny, bobbing hard clitoris, as it breathed in the pungent odor of Adele's love juice. By now the dog's penis had expanded full and red again from its furry sheath and at any moment Rex was going to attempt to mount her.
"OH! OH! OH!" She cried. "MARTIN ... WONDERFUL, OH JESSUSSSSSS! MARTIN I'M CUMMING DARLING! CUMMMMMMING!" And then she gripped the dog's ears and drew his snout and tongue mashingly deep into her burning crotch. Her updrawn legs opened and closed around the tormenting animal's head that was licking so gluttonously at her flame seared hole. The cords of her neck stood out, straining savagely for release, as she pulled with all her strength at Rex's collar and furry ears.
"Aaarrgggggghhhhhh OOOOOOOOOOOOH!" she moaned, splaying her legs wider to give the dog greater access.
And then it came. For a moment the wild-eyed matron thought she was going blind, or perhaps she was even dying. Wave upon wave of the most savage, primitive pleasure she had ever known, inundated every last lust-crazed inch of her voluptuous being. Tits flying, long black hair all over the place, every nerve end in her body being sizzled over an open fire as all this purest pleasure washed through her like a tidal wave of flame. Her toes curled down and her face contorted through sheer anguish and the beautiful torture of the most wonderful orgasm she had ever known ... with two more following close on its heels as Rex continued lapping her.
A flood of her love-gush washed down into the dog's earnest lapping face and it swallowed and licked at everything, licking her cum off his snout as well as off her pussy hair and trembling, cord-stretched upper thighs. Throughout her final torment she pressed hard on the dog's head and tried to squirm out of the way, because the pleasure was such sheer ecstatic anguish that she couldn't bear it. But Rex followed the hot folds of her cunt right around and didn't allow her to fight him off. She was not allowed to rest until all of her love-gush had been washed down without stop over that shaggy, hairy snout.
And then the German Shepherd backed off, panting wildly. His mistress lay on the carpet in front of him. His long red prick had come out its animal hairy sheath.
Adele was by now a whimpering, gibbering child, completely shattered by her fantastic, mind-bending orgasm. She could scarcely notice anything. So that when Rex began to nose at her in order to get her over onto her belly, she began sobbing, chattering and whining all rolled up together.
After a variety of nudges she was lying cheek down and flat on her stomach, still panting, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, her eyes almost crossed in the wake of the most powerful climax she had ever known in her life. The dog stood up on his haunches just like a man and staggered awkwardly over to her, his longish tongue hanging out almost to his chest and dripping saliva all over her creamy smooth legs.
But no matter how hard Rex tried, he just couldn't seem to worm his lengthy red doggy penis in between the cheeks of Adele's ass. Finally the dog gave up and went to all fours again, trying to nudge his mistress up onto her knees and elbows so that he could fuck her on her back standing up.
And this might have been accomplished-except that suddenly the door of the bedroom opened, and Adele had the vague knowledge that someone was standing in it, watching them.