XXX-Fiction

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Part 3

I sat on the floor and cuddled with Rocky as I pouted and watched David clean up the dishes in silence. There’s no such thing as magic, I thought to myself. It’s just been some crazy fever dream. Rocky was surprisingly affectionate and seemed to sense my distress, nuzzling me and licking and me. At least he cared about how I was feeling. David, despite all of his claims of wanting to protect me, seemed to be as much under Melanie’s thumb as I was. As he finished off the dishes he walked past me and Rocky giving us both a pat and a weak smile.

“Good dogs…” he said sending a pleasant rush to my loins.

It acutely reminded me of the predicament I’m in, and the persistent heat that tingled in my swollen sex caused me to let out a soft moaning whine.

Rocky seemed to pick up on my sudden increase in lust and stood up and bumped his head against me until I rolled onto my side. Once I was down he started to lick at me from ass to clit with long strokes of the tongue. Gone was any desire to resist at this point and I allowed Rocky to just have his way with me letting out a soft groan as I slowly turned onto my belly and pushed my ass up into the air so he had a better angle. So into the sensations he was giving me I didn’t hear the footsteps approaching and when I felt something surround my neck my eyes shot open to see Melanie squatting in front of me, her bare shaven snatch less than a foot from my face as I heard the click of a lock.

I went to swing my arm at Melanie, but Rocky slid the full length of his tongue into my wanton hole causing me to let out a cry of lust that came out as a long soft howl. My arm just dropped heavily as my strength got sapped by my arousal. “Once Rocky has finished having his way with you, we’ll begin your…” she paused and sniffed the air a bit. “Scratch that, you need a bath! Hey David…” she suddenly shouted across the house, “Could you run a bath? Janine reeks like a kennel and a whorehouse combined.” She turned to me as she finished the last word, which caused me to blush in embarrassment.

Rocky’s tongue slid from my sufficiently drenched pussy and he quickly hopped onto my back and I could feel his pointed shaft poking into my supple ass cheeks and coating them in his thin, slick precum. He hit his mark and lunged forward sinking his smooth spurting cock deep into my ready body causing me to let out another howl of pleasure. My pussy kept trying to clench down onto the hot shaft that was filling me, to keep it deep inside of me. Rocky’s enthusiastic thrusts were way out of my control as he fucked me like a jack hammer, pounding his whole shaft, unswollen knot and all, in and out of my pussy all the while filling me with more and more of his precum.

Melanie was clearly enjoying the show as she slid a hand up under her dress and was fingering her dripping pussy right in front of my face. Watching her fingers slide in and out of her pink lips before she started to work her clit in circles was only serving to ramp my arousal even higher. Rocky, ever keen to my different levels of lust started, to work his hips in a slightly different rhythm, his cock now full size and every time he bottomed out in me I could feel his pointed tip bump into my cervix. His knot was staring swell up as well now popping in and out with more and more difficulty until I clenched down as hard as I could and trapped his shaft deep in my cunt.

I moaned loudly as Rocky started to pound my hole in rapid fire thrusts, my tongue lolling out of my mouth and my eyes rolling back into my head. I was really starting to love the feel of his shaft and wondered briefly if I wasn’t being forced if I would have ever allowed myself to try this. The thought was interrupted though as I felt something wet slide against my limp tongue. It’s tangy taste familiar to me, as my eyes came back into focus to see Melanie’s dripping pussy pressed to my mouth. With each throb of Rocky’s cock the knot pushed into my G-spot causing me to moan and whimper and push my mouth into Melanie’s pussy more firmly. Just as I was about to reach my climax through Rocky, he hopped off of my back and tried to pull himself free of my clenching hole. I let out a yelp of pain as he yanked at his still swollen knot, whimpering as he stopped. He lied down bringing my ass to the floor with his body but I was still squirming on the edge of orgasm.

With nothing else to do besides grind on his cock, I started to delve into Melanie’s pussy, my tongue working along her pink lips, occasionally teasing her clit. She reached down stroking my hair gently as she rocked her hips up to my mouth. “Such a good little bitch,” she moaned, sending a sudden wave of lust to my overstuffed pussy.

This causing me to groan into her sex as my body took a sudden step closer to another body shaking orgasm. I began clenching around Rocky’s swollen knot to get him to perk up a bit. His cock wasn’t showing any signs of getting soft which was good cause I was starting to get even more desperate for an orgasm.

I placed my whole mouth over Melanies mound and tongued her clit more directly now hoping for more praise that could push me over the orgasmic edge. But all I was getting was lots of gasps and moans from her as she stopped stroking my hair and gripped it pushing my face even more firmly between her thighs.

“Work it in circles…” she moaned, and I obeyed willingly, as the wonderfully maddening pressure on my G-spot was egging me closer and closer to the edge. “Mmhm… Oooooh… Fuck, yes… Just like that…” she moaned as her hips started to shudder and I could feel her little pleasure button begin twitching as she. “Yeah… Yes… Oooooh fuck… Keep going girl! I’m gonna… FUCK, YES! Ooooooh God… YES…” she cried out as she came hard on my tongue continuing its work, but slowing as she released my hair and started petting me again.

“You are such a good girl. You make a better pet than a co-worker,” she said with a relieved smile as she pushed my face dripping with her pussy juice away from her thighs.

Her last praising words were enough to send me tumbling over the edge into an intense orgasm. I howled in lust as my pussy clenched and sprayed a gush of my juices all over the floor and Rocky’s furry sheath. All of the edging left me trembling weakly on the floor as my swollen dog cunt gripped Rocky’s shaft milking any of the remaining cum into my already overfilled body. I whimpered weakly as I lied still on the floor. Melanie let my head down onto the cool linoleum gently before she stood up letting her white dress fall back into place and practically skipped out of the room giddy with what I assumed was power.

As I finished coming down from my own orgasmic bliss, I was left legs splayed on the tile still tied to Rocky’s cock for another fifteen minutes. Just as I felt Rocky pop free of my sex, I heard heavy footsteps enter the kitchen and stop next to me as I let out a whimper feeling a huge amount of cum pour from my fertile hole. I felt David’s hand stroke my hair as I laid there letting my breath slow to a normal pace. Before long, he scooped me up in his arms and lifted me as if I was weightless. With the sudden shift of gravity I felt even more or Rocky’s cum pour from me, and as I looked at the floor I could see the huge puddle we made of my juices and the cum that escaped my body.

“Melanie…” David called out, “Could you clean up the kitchen floor and Rock for me?” David carried me upstairs again like last night. “Our pet seems to be too out of it to take care of Rocky, and I’m gonna get her cleaned in the bath.”

“OK,” came Melanie’s simple response from across the house followed by call for Rocky to come.

He already did, my immediate thought, and I grinned a bit to myself. I think David caught my smile though and when I looked to him he smiled back at me as he took me upstairs. “Things will get better, and Rocky isn’t a terrible lover. You’ll have to start cleaning up after your playtime after today, though.”

As we travelled down the upstairs hall, I caught a glimpse of a room filled with video equipment which I could only assume had something to do with the films that were mentioned earlier. I whimpered a bit and looked up at David with my best sad puppy expression.

“It’s going to be OK, girl, I promise you’ll be safe and I’ll take care of you,” he said as he pushed a door open with his foot and we entered a large, lavishly furnished bathroom.

The bathroom had a sunken tub and a beautiful view of the back yard, which was walled in with stone and tall bushes with perfectly groomed grass. It was clear that the wall was so tall to keep out prying eyes, though this far in the woods it’s unlikely that anyone would get close enough to see anything anyhow.

As I stared out the window, David knelt slowly and sat me on the edge of the tub. I yelped as my hot, thick, cum covered pussy lips made contact with the freezing tile, sending a shiver up my spine and surprising David.

He asked, “You ok?”

All I could do was nod and give him a little bark.

“Well, you can slide on into the bath,” he said, as I quickly slipped into the hot soapy water gasping as I felt it’s warm silky embrace surround my body.

As I looked back at David he was pushing his pants off; he quickly folded them up and set them on the toilet seat before steeping into the water and sitting on the edge of the tub wearing only his shorts and a pair of boxer briefs before he we reached over to grab a bottle of shampoo and a little brass bucket.

“Now, I’m going to wash you,” he said softly. “Turn your back to me, and tilt you head back so I don’t get soap in your eyes.”

I swished around in the deep tub, turning and tilting my head back obediently as he scooped some water up from the tub and poured it down the back of my head. He squirted a bit of shampoo into his hand and began the gently massage it into my scalp. I sighed softly and closed my eyes as he did a thorough job washing my hair pouring a few more buckets to rinse the suds out before he repeated the process but with conditioner.

After a moment of silence David got up from the tub and towelled his legs off. “I’ll be right back, you just sit tight,” he said.

He quickly walked out of the room. As I sat silently, I saw a wash cloth on the edge of the tub and decided to scrub some of the excess filth from my body while I waited. Thinking I might as well help the process go faster for the both of us.

However, as soon as David returned he quickly said, “Bad! Bad, girl! You’re a BITCH, not a human!”

I quickly dropped the cloth, feeling as though my heart was breaking. I looked up at David, on the verge of tears but he leaned down and patted my head with one hand, his other hand holding a bottle of body wash. “I’m sorry, girl, but it’ll start getting easier as you get used to the rules,” he said, and sighed.

He resumed his place on the edge of the tub, gently rubbing my back. “It’s OK, girl,” he said again, as the horrible weight on my heart lifted and I relaxed a bit as he stroked my back.

Reaching over to snag the floating wash cloth from the water and squeezed some body wash into it. He massaged the soap into the fabric until it was nice and frothy before he began to scrub me clean. But unlike the hair washing, which was luxurious, this only felt embarrassing. I sat limply as he posed me so he could get every inch of my skin, never even hesitating for a moment as he washed my breasts. But as he reached my thighs I had them clamped shut.

“Janine, be a good girl and spread your legs. I don’t want to have to scold you again.”

I stayed still for a moment longer as my pride eroded away to nothing, relaxing as I spread my legs for him. He slowly and carefully slid the coarse, Soapy fabric over my tingling sex, working around the fat protruding spayed before he cupped my pussy in his hand gently massaging it with the cloth causing me to gasp and whimper softly. Leaning back against him I arced my hips into his squeezing hand, my body’s lust still beyond my control.

He dropped the cloth as he slid one of his thick fingers between my lips causing me to moan louder. He reached down with his other hand and spread my ‘Y’ open using the probing digit to wipe away any excess stickiness from my inner lips. As he finished cleaning me though he didn’t stop, instead his finger slid to the peak of my ‘Y’ and begging to massage my clit in small circles causing me to whimper in pleasure while my breath increased.

“You’re going to be a good girl, right? I promise you that this’ll be fun once you get used to it,” he said massaging my pussy with both hands.

One of his fingers teasing the entrance to my love canal. I continued to rock my hips forward riding his hand that we’re playing me like an instrument.

He asked, “Right?”

Again giving my clit a pinch causing me to gasp and let out a breathy bark while I nodded.

“Good, girl.”

He praised me as he plunged his finger into my pussy, which combined with the praise sent me over the edge causing me to howl in pleasure as my orgasm rocked my body, my entire lower half shuddering like a leave in the wind as he slowly slipped his fingers from me and wiped them off without the wash cloth.

“I promise,” he said again, before he finished washing my legs off and pulled me up out of the tub.

 

Not the end, sorry, but….One of the common issues with amateur erotica writers is often they run out of steam, and they don’t complete their stories. This is due to writing by the ‘seat-of-your-pants’ style, and once the sexual arousal from writing the story wears off, so does their interest in completing it. We can’t do anything about this, sorry, as authors offer their content for free we take what we’re given. Other erotica writers are welcome to take up this series where the author has stopped, you have the original authors permission.