Chapter 10
Emily was sitting up now, whispering things to the animal while he lapped steadily at her velvet cuntal slit, She watched as the dog's tongue rubbed her pussy-meat. Ohhh, how she moved her ass on that mattress as more of the dog's, spit wet her down. Her cuntal hairs clung together in wet clumps along the edges of her labes.
The blonde now let her head fall back while she dug her fingernails into the mattress and hunched her snatch up to the dog's maw. Ohhh, how she wanted the dog to eat her everywhere. Somehow she'd managed to control her orgasm, stopping climax midway, making her pussy relax enough to back down from coming. As much as the girl needed sexual relief, she knew a more intense orgasm waited if only she could hold out.
So this is what I've become ... a kind of sexual connoisseur, Emily thought as the dog set her off into a wilder fury. He made strange sounds against the hot mess of her cunt. It was a kind of growling, whining sound that made her open her knees wider. As she felt herself rocketing toward climax once again, the young blonde teen felt the animal open his powerful jaws, move forward, then close them gently on her pussy-lips.
"OHHHH!"
The effect was wildly electric. Emily sank back down on the cot, moving her shoulders from side to side while snapping her knees together. She trapped the big dog's head between her knees. He was shaking her gently, his fangs pressing against the tender flesh of her cunt. At the same time, he licked his tongue back and forth, drilling it deeply into her fuck-hole.
Emily thought she was going to faint from pleasure. Arching her back, the girl scissored her legs around the shepherd's neck and hunched powerfully against his face. Ohhhh, if only she could have the sensation of a man's dick inside her. If only she could have that feeling of being filled.
"What ... ?"
Jack pulled the animal back suddenly.
"You ain't gettin' away with just a doggie lick this time," he said, making a circular motion high in the air with one hand. "Flip over!"
Emily was hot ... so hot it was hard for her to even move her arm. It was like trying to walk in a dream. Somehow she managed to twist her body around, push her legs under her belly and shove her ass high in the air. She felt her big tits resting against her arms while her face was turned to one side. Behind her she felt the mattress sagging from the weight of the dog.
"He's gonna give it to you, baby. I mean, you're gonna feel what his cock's like," Jack said, letting the animal go.
Emily just didn't care any longer. There were no screams of horror, no moans of revulsion now. Her pussy ached and burned as if someone had pushed a lit match to her clit. The juice dribbled down both thighs, wetting down the area of the mattress around her knees. Emily tried adjusting her position, then felt weak and collapsed totally. She was all cunt-hot, moist, shivering cunt-meat. Let them do what they wanted with her. All she asked was that she find relief for her cunt soon.
"Ohhhh!"
It happened so quickly. He was on top of her in an instant. Flash! Yes, there were more photos-pictures she could put in her album later. Album? Emily almost laughed, then sucked in a breath when she felt paws scraping her sides, felt the warm coat of fur rubbing over her back. A warm trickle of cunt-juice ran down her thighs. Then his forelegs tightened while his hindquarters hunched up against the backs of her legs. Something very hot and very slippery slid up her thighs, then moved toward her pussy-hole. She felt her cunt wink shut, then relax. Tilting up her ass a little higher, Emily felt the dog's pointed dick-head slip easily into her cunt.
Ohhhh, she couldn't believe this was happening. The animal was fucking her, pounding his cock in and out of her twat now like a trip hammer. She felt it sliding quickly in and out, stopping only when her pussy-muscles contracted, shutting the seepy lining of her cunt shut and trapping the dog's prong inside.
"Go for it," Jack muttered.
Emily was drifting in her own world of sensuality now. Her mind whirled around while the animal on top fucked, his bushy tail jerking from side to side.
"Can't ... stop ... can't ... "
The dog sensed her growing urgency. He whined, pumping his dick harder while tightening his legs around her body. The room echoed with the squishy sounds of the dog's prick trenching out her hole. Emily grabbed on to the edges of the mattress and held on as another chilly flash of heat tore through her cunt.
"AHHHHHHH!"
The world suddenly exploded in front of her. She collapsed on the cot, clutching at the mattress, her face a mask of lust while tears of unholy delight streamed from her eyes. Her pussy winked shut like a set of jaws, trapping the coming doggie-dick inside her. The animal howled, hugging the teenage girl hard while spraying his spunk down her little hole.
The spasms went on and on. When the two of them were through, Emily collapsed like a rag doll on the bunk, her arms and legs draped over the edges while she turned away from the marines. The dog grunted with satisfaction, backing away and sliding off her back.
Emily lay quietly on the cot, trying hard not to think about what had just happened. Why did it always wind up like this? Why did she forget about morality, throw it out the window, then feel pressed to the earth with it when the ordeal was over?
"You think she's had enough?" Frank asked.
"Yes, please, no more," she sobbed, not daring to look at them.
"Man, who wants to fuck her now? She's got all that dog shit in 'er."
"She's a fuckin' bottomless pit," Bob commented frostily.
Jack stared at his friend, then smiled strangely while moving his eyes back to the ravaged blonde teen. He stared at her naked buttocks, at the welts and burned spots on her otherwise white, smooth flesh. He rubbed his lips with his dirty fingers and chuckled.
"Wanna see if the bottomless pit's got a bottom?"
"Whatcha gonna do?"
"Clean 'er up first," Jack said, looking around for a rag. He found one tucked under the mattress and then rolled the girl around. She grunted, her hair splashing across her face while the two men rolled her back on her ass. She groaned as Frank cursed and wiped off some of the doggie-cum from her thighs and cunt-lips.
"We got some Seven-Up in the cooler," Bob said, jerking his head toward the tall green metal locker.
"Bring out a bottle."
Emily looked up and saw Bob walk to the locker, open the door and pull out a tall green bottle. Using a small pocket knife, the young marine pried off the top, holding the bottle away from him as the foamy pop sprayed out and splashed to the floor.
"Over here."
Jack stretched out his hand, took the bottle, then tilted it down and shoved the narrow neck up her slot.
Emily shrieked, her fingers opening and closing as a jet of ice-cold pop shot up her hole, making her warm pussy-walls contract, open then shut tight. Emily couldn't believe they were doing this to her. She screamed again and again, closing her legs as much as she could, trying to knock that awful bottle away.
"I think she's okay now," Jack said after giving her three douches of the pop. Emily lay there limply, fizzing soda oozing from her slot.
"Hey, now that she's clean, you mind if I fuck her?" Frank asked.
"Sure, go ahead. Man, she's nothin' more than a fuckin' piece of meat now. We took care of all that fuckin' pride she had before.
Frank did just that, jumping on top of her after sliding his pants down to his knees. He was rough, thrusting rapidly and unevenly as his knees slid along the slick, pop-stained mattress. Emily felt her mind going numb. He was raping her like an animal, no, worse. She could barely feel any sensation in her pussy. But, oh, how he was hurting her!
"OHHHHH!"
Emily drove the ugly fat marine from her mind. She thought about her home, about the comfort she'd been torn from. The girl wept, the kind of sobbing that excited someone like Frank.
"You think I hurt, eh? Wait 'til I hurt you more."
Frank pumped a little harder, then dug his stubby fingertips in her shoulders while his fat body shuddered over hers. Emily groaned, gritting her teeth together. He was coming, shooting off inside her.
"Not bad, but not a class-A fuck!" he muttered, pushing away from the young teen. Emily was sprawled lifelessly on the cot. She didn't care what they did to her any more. They could have cut out her pussy with that awful hunting knife Frank had and she wouldn't have even let out a scream.
The marines sensed they'd gone about as far as they could with her.
"Bring the bottle over here," Jack said, watching Frank zip up.
"Oh, no," Emily groaned, almost laughing. Were they going to douche her again? Was that their plan ... fuck, douche, fuck again, keep repeating that over and over until she finally passed out? She was so weak, so very, very weak she could hardly move her fingers. All that fucking, all that sucking, all that beating had drained her.
"Gonna give you a lover who never gets soft," Jack said, grabbing the empty pop bottle by the rounded bottom and shoving it into her cunt.
Emily let out a soft cry, raising her ass, then letting it fall back as the smooth cold glass penetrated her snatch. Jack corkscrewed the bottle, pushing it in deeper and deeper until she couldn't take any more.
"See? She's got a bottom after all," he said wryly, raising his eyebrows and smiling more broadly. "Now I wanna see you fuck it!"
Emily moved her thighs. They rose and fell slowly at first, then moved more quickly as the coldness warmed in her cunt. She closed her eyes and let her imagination take over. She visualized, all the men she'd ever known .... all of them known in the past few weeks. Cocks ... inches of hot dickmeat stuffed in her cunt. And now this thing, this awful act being committed to her.
"Uhhhh!"
The bottle drilled her cunt. Her juices flowed out. Her cunt bristled alive with lust.
"Uhhh ... uhhhghhh!"
Emily jerked her hips, raised her ass. Jack couldn't stand it any more. He fell on her, kneading her wits while Bob unzipped his pants, moved around to the top of the cot and shoved his cock into her mouth while holding her hair in his hands. The smell of their dirty trousers, the sensation of the rough material against her face excited her. The rough hands on her tits, that bleachy flavor in her mouth, the utter depravity of the act ... everything excited her.
Her cunt sucked the bottle in deeper. The smooth finish slid softly against her pussy. Her clit swelled and exploded. The force shot the bottle from her cunt while Bob blew off in her mouth.
"She's nothin' better 'n a whore," Jack muttered, examining the juice-slicked bottle.
Emily sadly had to agree.