The Pillars of Society

by Bestiality Stories

Hot Rod Ford (hotrod_ford@mail.com)
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Part 1…

“You’re going to be late, Alicia. Hurry up!” I scolded myself.

It’s Friday afternoon and I’m due for a weekend house sitting job, so I needed to get going. Actually, I looked forward to it. Getting away from things, reading, and just generally relaxing. The Browns always had plenty of food and drink in the house and I’m free to enjoy everything there. I put the last things into my bag and quickly found myself in my Challenger R/T headed for the Browns house. Ke$sha blared on the stereo and with no small anticipation, I enjoyed the relatively short drive to their gated community arriving only five minutes late.

The house is on the back side of the development, adjacent to a bubbling brook that only lent to a more relaxing location. I parked and walked to the front door carrying my stuff in one trip. After all, what did I need other than some jeans, a blouse, and a couple of bikinis. Hello relaxation, goodbye pressure, I thought excitedly. The grin on my face must have been from ear to ear.

I pressed the button and rang the doorbell. The chimes gave out a pleasant ding dong, which I heard through the door. I waited.

Nothing.

After a few minutes, I rang again.

Again, nothing.

I wondered if anyone is home. I didn’t have a key so rang a third time and listened for some activity in the house. Nothing and no one stirred inside. I was beginning to get somewhat concerned as to whether we had gotten our wires crossed about the date or something. All seemed still and quiet in the house.

It occurred to me that maybe Mrs. Brown is around back and couldn’t hear the bell. So I walked around to the side of the house and let myself into the backyard through the wrought iron gate. As I walked down the path that went to the pool area, I began to hear very strange noises on the other side of the tall hedge. The sounds seem to be coming from the pool area itself. Being as quiet as I could, I slowly walked toward the sounds and as I went through the entryway I spotted Mrs. Brown.

I couldn’t believe my eyes!

I should tell you at this point that Mrs. Brown is a total knockout for a middle-aged woman near her forties. She’s a little on the short side, but has a gorgeous figure with big breasts (fake I think), a pretty face framed with perfect blonde hair. She always wore expensive clothes, shoes, jewels and smelt wonderful from her various perfumes. Her personality is sharp, and I often think of her as a ‘pocket rocket’ the way she handles herself. Mrs. Brown and her husband are very conservative too, and are involved in the local branch of the Republican Party in a big way.

Some think of her as a pillar of the local community.

So imagine my shock and surprise when I came through the entryway to the pool to find her getting fucked by her Golden Retriever, Caesar. At first I thought maybe he had attacked her, yet her loud moans of pleasure stopped me dead. Mrs. Brown moaned like a two-dollar whore, her hand under her rubbing her clit as the dog pounded her. I retreated back behind the hedge before she saw me and found an opening where I could see what’s going on, but couldn’t be seen myself.

Mrs. Brown was on all fours, head down and ass up. Caesar is on top of her with his forepaws wrapped around her body tightly. He lunged at her with his hindquarters and she moaned with every thrust he made. Her eyes were closed, concentrating on the sensations, and the look on her face one of pure ecstasy. The big dog fucked her unmercifully, his tongue panting and drooling on her neck. Caesar’s eyes seemed distant as he worked himself to release his seed.

Mrs. Brown seemed to be loving it. I had never seen anything like it before. This is Mrs. ‘family values’ Brown, I kept reminding myself in my head. Mrs. Brown is getting fucked by a dog. Holy fucking shit balls! Part of me wanted to leave. To get caught here with what’s going on beside the pool wouldn’t be good for me. Another part of me wanted to stay and watch, like watching a train wreck or a car accident. The morbid fascination of watching the macabre kicked in.

I reached in my back pocket and took out my phone. Even if she could have seen me, she was oblivious to everything except getting reamed by the big dog cock. Carefully and quietly, I began to take pictures of them screwing. When he would pull back, I could see his tremendous cock. He could get the whole thing into her when he thrust forward. What an amazing sight! As he thrust forward, she pushed back into him, getting him entirely into her tortured pussy. I kept snapping pictures of them. I could see him building to a release inside her. He moved faster and faster into her.

Finally, he plunged in as deep as he could go and let out a final whine. He stayed in her as he unloaded his load into her waiting cunt. I could make out his huge knot when he came and then saw him force it deep inside her. She grimaced in pain for just a moment and gave herself to being tied to him. He continued to pump his jizz into her. The knot kept any of it from escaping her body.

He turned around so they were ass-to-ass as he continued to unload in her. They stayed that way for almost half an hour while his knot receded. Eventually, he was able to withdraw from her releasing a flood of doggie cum that almost exploded out of her pussy. She collapsed onto her stomach and just let it run out. So much cum! Caesar curled up on the grass and went to sleep, well satisfied and totally content.

Mrs. Brown shakily walked over to the pool and slid into the cool water. She washed off Caesar’s cum as best she could and, regaining her strength somewhat, slipped under the water and swam to the other end. That gave me a chance to retreat from the pool area so as not to be noticed. I took my phone with the pictures of them on it, and went back up the hill with a huge grin on my face. I had no idea what I’m going to do with the pictures, maybe just enjoy them myself in my own fantasies, but I had them and that’s a fact.

*****

At the top of the hill, I called out to her as if trying to see if she was down by the pool instead of in the house. “Down here, in the pool,” she replied.

I joined her there with a big smile on my face. She must have thought I’m glad to see her, little did she know I had discovered her secret life with Caesar.

“Hi, Mrs. Brown,” I called. “I rang the bell, but there was no answer so I came down here to see if you were in the pool.”

“But you were supposed to come over about six. Are you early?” Mrs. Brown asked.

“No, ma’am. It’s actually going on seven as we speak. I’m running late,” I said.

“Oh my god! I’m late,” she said with bulging eyes. “I have to get going or I’ll miss my plane.”

With that, she wrapped a towel around herself and picked up her things.

“Thanks for helping us out this weekend, Alicia. I really appreciate it. Just make yourself at home and enjoy the place while we’re gone.”

She didn’t have a clue that I had been watching her and Caesar.

“Ok, Mrs. Brown, don’t worry about a thing.”

She hurried up the hill to the house and I followed. After a quick change she ran out the door and drove off to the airport. I stood alone in a sitting room watching the car leave through the curtains. I felt a sudden coldness touch my hand and turned to see Caesar looking at me and wagging his tail slowly.

“I guess I’m not alone,” I said to him and patted him, scratching his neck.

He liked that.

“If only you could talk, Caesar. I wonder what lurid tales you have to share.”

*****

After I retrieved my things and installed myself in one of the many guest bedrooms, I decided that a dip in the pool would feel great. So I put on my favourite bikini, grabbed a big, soft towel, and headed in that direction. The day is still warm, although shadows had begun to creep over the landscape. The yard is gorgeous, lush, and perfectly manicured. I felt right at home here. It sure beats my small apartment.

The cabana down by the pool is fully stocked with all sorts of libations, so I made myself a tequila for sure. I settled down on the steps leading down into the water. The water felt good on my feet and legs. I could feel myself beginning to relax in this incredible place and climbed up on a pool float and lay on it. Pretty much heaven on earth.

I began to think about what I had seen a little earlier and began to get that warm feeling deep inside me. I’m still amazed Mrs. Brown had been having sex with Caesar and appeared to enjoy it so much. The pictures I had taken began to pique my curiosity, so I got out of the pool when I finished my drink and took a seat on my towel in the grass with my phone in hand.

Just a few short clicks and I’m in the gallery. The first photo came up, and there they were. Caesar on top humping Mrs. B. She clawed the towel underneath her with her head turned and her eyes closed. It dawned on me I should have taken a video of the scene. The pictures incredibly aroused me and I could feel my juices begin to flow beneath my bikini bottom. My breathing got heavier and deeper as I perused the photos one by one.

I never even suspected watching another woman being fucked a dog could be so erotic. Mrs. B. Mrs. B. What a naughty woman you are, I thought. I wonder what all those stuffy Republicans would think of this? I laughed to myself.

As I looked at my handiwork, I failed to notice that Caesar had awakened from his nap and watched me, sniffing the air and licking his lips. No doubt he had picked up on my female aroma as I became a little aroused. He’s becoming more and more interested in me. I could see the tip of his cock beginning to escape the sheath. He’s a very handsome dog, but letting him fuck me? I just didn’t think so, no matter how much pleasure he seemed to be giving his mistress when they were doing it.

With his tail wagging energetically, he came over to me and put his head in my lap as he curled up beside me. “Good dog,” I said to him. “We’re going to get along just fine this weekend.”

I could tell he liked me and was warming up to me as I petted him. I gave him a hug around the neck and he responded with a little cry of enjoyment. His tail wagged even more. I smiled at him and let him know I liked him. No doubt he understood. Having finished perusing the pictures I had taken, I put my phone into my bag and stretched out on the towel. The sun still beaming down on the pool area, so I decided to get some rays ‘au natural’. I removed my bikini, both top and bottom, and lay back. The sun on my skin felt wonderful.

With the grass underneath me, I felt very comfortable. My friend Caesar stretched out right beside me and put his paw over my midsection. Although I’m almost six feet tall, he seemed as long as I’m tall. We snuggled there together for a long time. His fur felt so good against my skin. I almost went to sleep lying there beside him. He’s a real snuggle-bug. Caesar brought me back to reality with a long lick on my face. His tongue covered me from my chin to my eyes. It felt just as magnificent as the rest of him.

I gave him a big hug. He whimpered. That’s when I saw his engorged cock. Although I had seen some big ones on men before (I’m not a Nun, I do fuck guys), I had never seen anything like this. His cock looked at least ten inches, wonderfully bumpy, and thicker than my wrist. I figured he’s not totally erect yet. I stared at the monster meat not believing my eyes. How had Mrs. Brown taken that huge cock all the way inside her, I wondered? It seemed beyond my comprehension.

Before I knew it, I was caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. They were becoming long and erect. My breasts gave me chills as I played with them (I’m a C-Cup). I could feel myself gush between my legs again, so I reached down there with one hand and started using my fingers to stimulate my clit. That wonderful warmth radiated from between my legs. I love sex, and I also love playing with myself. I know women aren’t supposed to say that publicly, but I hope you can keep my secret. I’m not a whore, but I’m not a saint either.

Suddenly, I feel this warm, wet tongue on my uncovered breast. I forgot Caesar had been watching me and what I’m doing very closely. When his tongue touched my nipple, I almost jumped. He sent intense feelings all through my body, especially down there. His tongue felt magic.

With him taking care of my breasts, I moved my other hand down between my legs, which I spread wide apart and redoubled my efforts with my vagina and clitoris, one hand for each. I was getting pussy cream all over them as I played and was soaking the towel beneath me. It was good to have a beat-off partner like Caesar, even better than most men, and almost as good as some other women it had been my pleasure to get to know. He’s a master boob licker!

With him licking my nipples and my hands busy down below, I could feel a climax building. We both kept doing what we were doing and my first orgasm hit me hard. I had two fingers in my pussy and my thumb on my clit while he licked and slurped my breasts. When I came, my back arched and I gave out a deep moan as my body clenched and spasmed in response to the intense feelings emanating from my crotch. I’m in heaven.

When it subsided, I lay back on the towel and tried to catch my breath. I didn’t really notice that Caesar had left my side and was standing at my feet until he let out a quiet ‘woof’ and brought me out of my reverie. I could see his massive member beneath his tummy and the light in his eyes. It didn’t take much imagination to know what was on his mind.

“Oh… No you don’t, you horny dog,” I said loudly.

His tongue hung out as doggie tongues do, and he panted as he surveyed the scene before him. He spoke again. I closed my legs to keep him from getting any more ideas. Nonetheless, all the pussy cream I had produced was letting him know that there’s a female here and she’s sexually excited. He looked extremely nervous, and seemed hesitant. He could smell my juices, but I’m keeping him away. That’s very confusing to him, I figured.

I realised that I had to decide what I wanted to do. As long as I lay on my back, he couldn’t get access to my pussy, but I was so excited about what had just happened that I wanted more. He solved the question for me. Before I knew it, in one fluid motion, he lowered his head parting my legs and used that wonderful tongue of his to lick me between my legs from the crack of my ass to the top of my pussy slit. When he hit my clitoris, I shivered in pleasure. I’m letting Caesar lick me between my legs and it felt wonderful. I spread my legs wider and he continued his delicious ministrations to my nether region.

He licked, he nipped, and he stuck his tongue in my pussy and moved it around. I went to heaven and back several times. I spread wider and he licked and penetrated my little brown butt-hole and lapped up all the juices that had run down there. He moved up to my pussy and did the same thing. Then he licked my clit again and I moaned and writhed in pure joy. I didn’t even consider that I’m letting a dog lick me down there, something I had never done before.

Then I came again. This time my whole body was wracked with pleasure and I pressed hard against his head between my legs and held him there until he had licked me all the way through the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. What a feeling! He just kept licking.

I have no idea how many times I came that afternoon in response to his expert pussy licking, but when he and I both collapsed in exhaustion, the sun going down and being drenched with sweat and girl-juice. Although his cock is still ready to go, he’s a very patient boy, and just curled up at my feet. When I could move, I slipped into the pool and rinsed off. The water felt cool and good. I gradually regained my strength. When I got out, I felt famished. So I dried off and gathered my things.

“Let’s go in, Caesar,” I called to him.

He got right up and followed me.

*****

We went into the house where I fed him and gave him a great deal of praise for being such a good boy. He ate energetically, had a drink of water, and curled up on the throw rug in front of the fireplace on the hardwood floor. Soon he was asleep, still with a huge erection.

I took advantage of the jetted tub and soaked for a long time. When I got out, I threw on a nightshirt and a pair of panties and went to the kitchen to see what the Browns had left me to eat. I pulled out the shrimp cocktail and the spinach salad and sat down at the kitchen table after pouring myself a glass of wine. The food was good and the wine excellent. I was somewhat rejuvenated after the meal and went into the home theatre to watch a flick. The warm feeling I had after my encounter with Caesar was still there and I felt very good. No doubt, the weekend was going to be a real adventure.

Of course I fell asleep during the movie. I was awakened by the front doorbell and headed that way to see who it is. There were two women outside the door, and they looked exactly alike. Tall, blonde, and with great bodies. I unlocked the door and let the Brown twins in the house.

“Hello. I’m Deidre and this is Debra. You must be Alicia,” one of them said by way of introduction. “Mom said you were going to house-sit for them while they were away.”

Then she gave me a hug and kissed me full on the lips, which took me by surprise.

“Yes, I’m Alicia. Pleased to meet you too, I said. “Your mom warned me that you might drop in.” I reached for the other one and mimicked her sister with a hug and a wet kiss. These girls are sexy as hell! “Come on in. I was just watching a movie to kill the time. Are you hungry?”

“Oh yes. You’ve no idea how bad the food is at school. We can’t wait to get into the fridge. There’s always something yummy in there,” Debra said.

“Do you need help with your things?” I asked.

“No, thanks. We can get it, but you need to meet our companions,” said Deidre.

“Your companions?” I asked, not understanding who they might have brought with them.

“Yes. We have dates… Just hold on a minute,” said Debra and she went to their car and opened a rear door.

Before I could say anything, out of the back bounded two huge Great Danes who looked, for all the world, exactly alike, just like their mistresses. They saw me and realised there’s a new person to play with.

“Meet Jack and Zack,” Debra said, introducing us. “Don’t worry about which is which. Half the time, we can’t tell them apart ourselves.”

The girls laughed. “Call them over to you,” Deidre said, and I did.

The dogs were well-trained and had better manners than most people I know. They stopped in front of me and raised their right paws to shake hands. I shook them both and patted them on the head while telling them how handsome, they were, and what good boys they were. For some reason, and I didn’t know what it was, I began to get very wet. What’s happening to me, I wondered?

The girls brought in their overnight bags and Jack and Zack followed them. They knew they were in the house and were behaving impeccably although I thought I could detect some excitement coming from them. The dogs stayed with me while the girls put their things away. Caesar was just taking in all the activity. I could tell the three of them knew each other. They made a group greeting saying hello to each other and all lay down on the floor in a perfect line.

“J and Z probably have to go outside after the long ride. Let’s put them in the yard and let them get reacquainted with Caesar while we girls get something to eat,” one of them said.

I have no idea which one since they had gone to put their things in their rooms. I told them that. It caused all of us to laugh again. I could see they were used to it. I’m not sure their own mother could tell them apart without some clue as to who was who. They put the dogs out in the doggie yard.

“Now for something to eat. Have you had dinner?” Debra asked after telling me which one she was.

“Yes,” I said. “I had something earlier.”

They both went to the fridge. “What kind of goodies does mom have in here, I wonder?” Deidre said.

Thankfully, they had changed clothes so I could tell them apart now.

She came out of the refrigerator with three thick tenderloins and some twice-baked potatoes. I was glad they found three steaks because I was getting hungry after my light supper. The grill on the stove was lit and the potatoes went into the convection oven. Salad makings were put together and we were looking at a fantastic dinner.

“How about mojitos for everyone?” Debra asked us.

“Fine with me” Deidre answered.

“Sounds great,” I agreed.

“Mojitos it is,” Debra said, and smiled.

I got up to help, and Deidre said, “No, Alicia, you just let us take care of all this. You’ll be our guest this weekend. We’re going to have a blast!”

Debra handed me my mojito and I took a seat in one of the bar chairs at the kitchen island. That way, I could watch and we all could chat. “How do you like your steak, Alicia?” Deidre asked.

“Medium rare for me” both Debra and I answered almost together, causing another round of laughter.

“Ok. Three medium rare,” Deidre summed up. The tenderloins were just chunks of meat. Four inches thick and well-marbled with no excess fat. They were very high-quality cuts. No wonder the girls like coming home for some good food.

Dinner was wonderful, although I couldn’t eat all of mine. When we polished off the second pitcher of mojitos we were all three flying high. We moved over to the corner sofa unit and all three sat in the angle with me in the middle and Debra and Deidre on each side of me. I thanked them both for such a wonderful evening and leaned over to give Deidre a kiss. We embraced warmly and when our lips met, our mouths opened and our tongues met. I kissed her deeply and she returned the favour. This girl could kiss!

Then I turned to Debra and did the same to her. She responded to me with even more affection than her sister, if that was possible. When we broke the kiss, I said, “I feel that I have known both of you for years – almost like I’m the third sister in this group. You’re both so sexy and so exciting, I’m really feeling good right now.”

I think they understood because the three of us started to make out in earnest. The twins were kissing me and each other. I was kissing them back. Before I knew it, I was being held and cuddled by both of them. I felt a hand on one of my breasts and another between my legs all the while being kissed by both of them. Things got very hot for a while on that sofa!

“Whew,” Debra sighed as she moved slightly away from me.

Deidre also withdrew a little.

“You two bitches are fantastic lovers,” I said in all honesty.

“We have had a lot of practice,” Debra told me. “But you’re something else yourself sexy. I just love a girl who can kiss.”

“Who doesn’t,” both Deidre and I asked simultaneously. “And we have just begun to get to know each other.”

“It could get complicated,” I said. “But I know this for sure. I’m going to love you both this weekend and I want you to love me. Is that possible, do you think?”

“I would say it is probable,” said Deidre.

Debra nodded her head in agreement. “We’ll be a threesome for a few days.”

The kissing and touching began again. This time with an understanding among us that we would be lovers in the truest sense of the word.

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  1. We need more and quickly, can’t wait to see the three girls and three dogs and OMG please be quick with more

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