Bitched!
By DOBERMAN.
She was bored with her dildos. She longed for a hot throbbing cock! But she had worked her attractive butt off to reach the top, while other able females had fallen by the way-side, bogged down in affairs. No! She would not throw it all away on an affair with a man! Some men she came into contact with socially, at the country club or concerts, occasionally indicated they were up for a fling with her, seeming to sense she was in a sexless marriage?
It was true; she and George no longer shared a bed or had sex. Since having his heart bypass, his medication gradually drained him of any sexual appetite. So George had got himself a dog to share his affections, a chocolate-colored Boxer. According to George, it was a ‘proper man’s dog,’ muscular intelligent, and strong. He’d wanted to call it ‘Nigger’ after the dog from his childhood, but Margo had persuaded him to compromise and name him Rambo.
George was still OK with his business and golf buddies, though. He was an independent financial advisor dealing primarily with fellow Country Club members. That’s where he was now, and Margo didn’t expect him back home before ten this evening. As for Alice, she was coming along just fine. Her boyfriend Gerald had rang this afternoon to say they were going to the Valentine Hop.
If her daughter played her cards carefully, she would, in time, become Mrs. Alice Fairweather. She’d be the envy of her peers. But tonight was also Margo’s special date, and her mouth struck a wicked grin.
“A dinner date with a dog, candles, napkins, the lot!” she’d giggled.
Margo rose out of the bath and stepped onto the bath rug. After mopping herself with a fluffy towel, she slipped into her oversized white terry-towel bathrobe and stood by the hand-basin, brushing her teeth. She’d had a habit since her honeymoon, a pre-cursor to love-making.
Then she put on some tasteful jewelry, a pair of drop diamond earrings, and a matching choker necklace. When Rambo reaches puberty, it is much like her daughter began her periods! The scent of Alice’s snatch during her periods was like nectar for Rambo. Rambo’s snout would poke right up her short skirt when coming in from school, and his Todger would come sliding out!
“Jesus, that was some cock!”
The sight of it turned Margo on, and it wasn’t long before Margo had begun masturbating at bath times over an outrageous idea. Then had come an opportunity to be alone in the house with the big chocolate-brown dog. But would Rambo be attracted to her cunt in the same way as her daughters? The excitement of those first steps, of sitting naked on the bidet and making herself available to Rambo, had been almost unbearable, and then Rambo began responding to her encouragement.
Even on that first session, his Todger had emerged beautifully! But she resisted touching it, thrilled by its sight while her thighs shivered in ecstasy from Rambo’s nibbling action on her pussy! She had swiftly reached a climax. The experience left her in a turmoil of discovery and guilt. And part of that guilt was having left Rambo sexually unfulfilled. His engorged Todger pulsed while he looked at her with saddened eyes.
She stroked his head, saying, “Would you like me to bring you off, Rambo?”
He blinked and gave a soft grunt of accent. Margot knelt beside him and began stroking his belly, then her hand went into his loins and softly onto his Todger.
“Oh, your such a big boy here!” she cooed, “Can you do it for Momma, Rambo?”
He was panting quickly now! Margot witnessed the magic of seeing his jizz spurt out onto the floor within a short while! A wild yell escaped her! Since then, Margo had carefully groomed Rambo to go further, to perform a canine 69! She taught him to get right inside onto her clitoris while she softly sucked out the jizz from his cock. That was absolute heaven! But before long, she wanted to go the whole way with Rambo! And that’s what she was about to do. She entered her bedroom and stood before a mirror. She pulled on a pair of long satin dress gloves and felt ready.
She called for Rambo. “Rambo darling! Mommy’s ready for you!”
He padded in from the hallway where he’d been patiently waiting. He came into her room and lightly sprang onto her bed, slowly licking his thick seven-inch Todger in anticipation.
“My word, Rambo! You sure are in fine form tonight!”
He gave a soft excited bark. Margo sat beside him, stroking and cooing to him, one hand going to his glistening cock, her breasts and nipples tingling.
“I’m going to fuck you straight away, Rambo. You screw Mommy long and strong, OK?”
Margo knelt doggy-fashion and spread her thighs so he could find her cunt more easily. He whined excitedly and smoothly mounted her! His paws were gripping her waist, his hairy chest upon her skin. Margo was trembling with excitement already. Her hand found his cock and placed it in position, and Rambo slid his cock powerfully into her snatch without any hesitation.
“Uhhh God!” she groaned. “Good boy, Rambo!”
Margo was thrilled! She’d been hot and ready for it! His shaft would have hurt sliding into a dry cunt, but once his cock touched her wet hole, he slid his Todger in, all the way to his balls! It was wonderful! Margo soaked up the penetrating lunges, her earrings, and long tits swinging wildly. He had a rapid rhythm, driving deep into her cunt with every stroke, hunching his back, so his balls swung into Margo’s thighs. It was heavenly! Eyes closed, face turned upon her forearm, Margo took his hard cock and its jolts against her cervix and the gristly grinding shaft across her clit!
“Uhhh!” she grunted and swung her arse furiously, grinding her cunt around the dog’s driving prick, not giving a damn about anything but the hot, blazing excitement of being screwed by a big brown nigger dog!
Margo came in a violent spasm that shook her beautiful tits. Her clit and cunt muscles squeezed down on the churning cock quaking her. Her pussy rippled, let go, clamped again, and the flashes of juicy, hot feelings radiated through her.
“Uhhh! Rambo, you horny bastard! Aaarrhhhh. You big fucker!”
George’s large brown dog suddenly pounded even more savagely into Margo, mixing growls with whines deep in his chest as he climaxed! As his sizzling dog juice sloshed into her flexing cunt, Margo began sobbing with relief.
“Oh, my big darling doggy!”
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Alice Richmond was discreetly sunbathing in her new polka-dot bikini in a large garden hidden from neighbors’ view. Their house stood in a select part of town where Alice’s father ran his financial consultancy practice. Her Mother ran a department at the university, which Alice would attend as a student before long. Alice’s teenage thoughts roamed freely during the sun-scorched her pale untanned skin.
She’d had the same boyfriend since being fourteen, Gerald Fairweather. He was a bit boring. He was a little too respectable to be any romantic fun. When they did get to necking, the nearest he ever came to any penetration was a French kiss! Gerald’s parents were old family friends and planned for them to marry after graduating. It was like a bloody arranged marriage, she thought lazily, but a long way off, and she’d enjoy life some before getting tied down with little ‘ole Gerald.
After all, she was eighteen and had been told she was pretty cute by more than a couple of college guys, one saying she put his mind on Princess Diana, which was halfway true! One of the guys is Steve Crudmore, who, according to her friend Jennifer was, ‘a real common lout’. Alice knows Steve would fuck her given half a chance, but then it would be out all over campus, she would be branded a slut, and her future as Gerald’s wife dashed.
What Alice wanted in a secret lover, besides passion and sex, was loyalty, trust, and discretion, something Steve Crudmore was incapable of. Steve Crudmore delights in showing her obscene stuff on his cell screen at college. She’s usually disgusted, which delights Steve, but sometimes Alice gets turned on by certain things, making her feel like a slut. That’s what Steve Crudmore aims for because he knows she strangely fancies him.
As she sunbathed, she recalled how Steve had recently cornered her, wanting to show her another of his dirty porno vids. “See what this dirty young bint’s doing with her dog. She’s almost your double too!” Steve bragged.
Elane refused to look at it. But he’d grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm painfully. He’d forced her to watch a video clip of a dog fucking a girl, and that girl looked a bit like Alice! It shocked Alice. The dog’s cock was huge, and the girl was moaning and climaxing on it! She’d felt her pulse pound with excitement. Her throat had dried, her snatch had drooled, and her face had colored up. Yet she’d watched it through while Steve leered on.
Finally, she’d pulled away, calling him ‘A fucking little pervert,’ but even so, she’d creamed her knickers over that video. Recalling it as she lay sunbathing, had her snatch juicing up even now! Her thighs were also smarting against the hot sun’s heat, making her feel somewhat dizzy. She mustn’t doze off. She was startled to discover Rambo’s head right between her thighs as she sat up!
“Rambo!” she cried.
Now, the garden was very much the brown Boxer’s domain, he was the boss-man, and he’d say if you were out of line. So now he’d encountered the juicy young filly from indoors! He’d been sniffing her recently and knew she was nearly ready, and sure enough, here she was, fully ripened! As Rambo licked at her crotch again, she tried to bring her knees together, but he’d gotten in between them, his hairy body was thick and muscled, and when she squeezed, the solidity of his chest felt so sexy! A thrill shot up her backbone.
“Aw, Rambo!” she crooned.
Ever since her periods had begun, he’d been eager to lick her snatch! Mother would say, “Watch out for that dog Alice! Slap him when he does that!”
But father, who considered Rambo a ‘proper man’s dog,’ said he was only doing what came naturally.
“Oh, go away, Rambo!” she giggled.
“I don’t think you mean that,” Rambo mumbled.
“Mmm, no, not really,” she whispered in awe.
His nose snuffled deeply into the bikini bottom, increasing the tingling in her snatch. She felt sudden guilt and looked furtively about her before deciding to let dad’s dog continue doing his own thing.
“Hold on a bit,” she mumbled, full of guilt.
Tugging the towel down over herself, Alice let the dog have his way. Besides, it felt so good. Then she lifted her butt, gave a wiggle, and slid the swimsuit off.
“That’s more like it,” hummed Rambo.
Quickly then, she made a tent of the big towel and spread her knees allowing Rambo to stick his wet muzzle back into her crotch. He returned eagerly, getting his wet tongue going on her soft-haired pussy.
“I’ve hit pay-dirt here!” grunts Rambo.
“Oh, you have, Rambo!” Alice replied, arching her back as the dog licked hotly right into her pussy-lips.
He’d never gotten right in there before. The sensation was wild. His tongue shot a wet fire up her cunt. She began to roll her ass, the way she did when she was finger-fucking herself, getting to the point of coming! But she kept her head enough to glance around the garden and peer into the tall hedge separating the neighbors. She sure didn’t want any of them seeing Rambo snuffling at her pussy, so she spread the towel wider over his head, pretending to be wrestling with Rambo.
“Don’t worry. No one’s around. Just enjoy yourself,” reassured Rambo.
The nigger-brown dog worked his tongue furiously into his bint’s pussy, spreading the cunt-lips apart and slurping into her hot slit while whining deep in his chest. It was getting to Alice in a way that finger-fucking never had! Alice reached beneath the towel and pushed his head down, shoving his hairy muzzle deeper into her snatch. She rolled her hips and kind of fucked his nose rapturously. Rambo knew he had this little ‘bint’ in the bag now, and his tongue pushed harder, licked more avidly at the girl’s engorged clitoris as her cunt got juicier.
She couldn’t see that Rambo’s cock had now fully extended from its leathery sheath, pink, pulsating, and ready! Suddenly the girl humped jerkily on his muzzle, quivered, and gasped.
“Oh, Rambo!” she panted, swinging her head from side to side. “Oh Rambo, eat me up! Just eat up my pussy like dog food! You big horny dog. You’re making me—”
“Making you my bitch? Yep, you’ve got it,” grinned Rambo.
A staggering climax caused the Bint to shudder, her slim legs to jerk, and her fingers to dig into Rambo’s broad head positioned between her thighs. She panted some as she recovered from her astonishing climax, stroking her lover’s neck affectionately. The dog’s brown head emerged from beneath the tangled towel, and suddenly his forelegs gripped his bitch, so now his drooling cock was prodding against her slippery snatch! Sheer panic-struck at her heart as she struggled to push him away from her! She only succeeded in bumping her belly up against his. The dog held tight, humping his back and thrusting that long, pointy cock across the bint’s little cunt mound.
“Hold still, you bitch!”
The bint bucked wildly beneath his weight. Panting, she turned her head aside from his dripping tongue, but the movement threw her cunt onto his oozing purple cock. Her pussy was so slippery, skidding beneath that stiff dog cock that suddenly had poked inside her pussy!
“Ahh, got the bitch!” panted Rambo.
The bint sharply quivered while trying to wiggle off the pulsating rod, yet somehow it still went right between those slippery lips, up into her cunt where only her finger had ever been before! Alice froze. She was scared. She just had to fight Rambo off before he ripped her cunt wide open and took her cherry! The dog felt the bint’s inner cunt now and would not be denied. He bent his back and plowed his cock deeper, hitting against a membrane that stretched near to tearing. She clawed at the powerful dog, but her fingers only slid down his short-haired hide. She tried to push him up with her bent knees, but he was too heavy.
“Nearly there, bitch!” he screeched.
She was about to scream when suddenly her feminine intuition came into play. Rambo was like a randy guy, right? So what do all the girls giggle over at college when a guy gets over amorous? You give him a blow-job, right! Alice wrapped her arms around his heavy neck and wrenched him to one side. The action almost pulled his cock clear of her snatch! She grasped his shaft and pulled it from her cunt. An umbilical cord of jizz hung between their genitals.
She held his full length now and began a pleasing stroke action that soothed him as he stood on all fours panting eagerly. Having seized control, Alice knelt alongside him, her hand still busy with his cock, then ducking her head down low between his loins.
She cooed to him encouragingly, “Now, Rambo. Let’s see what I can do to take some of the pressure out of this thing!”
“OK, just be as quick as you can!” panted Rambo.
The man spying on Alice saw her nipples erect as she pulled the hound up close to her naked flesh. He could see the sweat glisten on her face and hear her cooing. His hand wiped the sweat from his brow. The girl gazed at Rambo’s cock, in awe of its blue-veined evil beauty.
“Now you can see the size of the problem, right bitch?” bragged Rambo.
“I sure can. It’s a hell of a burden for you!”
Then bravely opening her mouth, she gradually sucked in the entire sickening length!
“Arr! Fuck, that’s good bitch!”Rambo’s exclaimed.
Then with a naive skill, the bitch soon had Rambo’s pent-up jizz flooding into her mouth. A primeval screech came from Rambo’s throat while his testicles jerked his jizz through! But then the voice of Mrs. Richmond called from the patio.
“Alice, darling! Are you there? There’s a phone call for you! It’s Gerald, do hurry, darling!
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The End.
*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Remember, even the limited editing done here doesn’t always mean the narrative/plot flaws in a story are fixed.
