Then he placed his hands beside her face and held her head steady while he fucked deeply into her mouth. She gasped as his big cock filled her throat. She gurgled and whimpered with pleasure. She reached through his crotch and began to finger his asshole, and she held his big balls in her other hand, squeezing gently.
"Oh, I love it so," she purred around his cock.
That, thought Jack, was obvious.
"Feed it to me!" Jenny wailed, starving for a load of janitorial jism to wash down the window cleaner cream she had already swallowed.
Jack began to fuck violently.
His balls swelled in her hand, and his cockhead began to steam in her mouth. She was deep-throating him, taking his prick right down her gullet, pleasuring every inch of his hot cock with tongue and lips.
"Here it comes, baby!" he rasped.
Jenny wailed with joyful expectations.
His prick hosed her throat with a thick dose of cum, driving her head back. She fought against the cum jet like a salmon swimming upstream to spawn, pushing her mouth all the way down his prick in time to get his second spurt right in her throat.
He fed her four or five separate loads.
The happy girl swallowed every drop and kept sucking, wishing that there were more.
Jack, drained, sank to his knees.
Jenny cleaned him with her tongue, gathering up every precious drop of jism from his cock and balls, then smiled sweetly at him. He seemed dazed. He felt as if she had sucked the very life force from him.
"Think maybe you can come again, in a little while?" Jenny asked, hopefully.
"I'm not sure," he croaked.
He remembered that he had to save some spunk for Sylvia later, after she had fucked the dog, but it was hard to refuse this gorgeous blonde any of the cum that she craved. It posed a problem.
She glanced at the window, wondering if Karl might have another hard-on, but the window cleaner was gone. He had had enough and, with his cock polished twice, he was now polishing windows again. Jenny sighed with frustration. She had drunk plenty of spunk, and her asshole had been well fucked, but she still hadn't been fucked in her cunt. Cocksucking and assfucking were wonderful things, but they really needed to be followed by a cuntful of prick.
As if he had read her thoughts, Jack said, "Say, how come a girl like you will take cock up the ass and suck guys off but you won't fuck?"
"I told you – I'm married," she said.
Jack couldn't really understand that.
Jenny said, "Normally, I don't go around sucking off janitors and window cleaners, you know. But I got so hot today. I was looking out the window, and I saw a girl in an open car – jerking off her dog!"
"What a remarkable coincidence," he said.
"How so?"
"Well, the reason I was so horny today is because my girlfriend let me watch her blow a dog."
"Really?" Jenny asked, astounded.
"Yeah, honest."
Jenny was intrigued.
"A big dog?" she asked.
"Yeah, an Airedale."
"Did he have a real big cock?"
"He sure did."
Jack saw that Jenny was very interested in this.
"Did she make him come?"
"Yeah, he came."
"Oooh! Did she drink it?" Jenny was really excited now.
"Every drop."
"Oh, how exciting!" Jenny squealed. Her cunt was steaming again.
Jack said, "And tonight, she promised that I could watch while she fucked the dog."
"Oh, the lucky girl!" Jenny cried. "I sure wish that I had a dog to fuck me. That's not adultery, you know – fucking with a dog. That way I could get my cunt taken care of without cheating on my husband."
Jack got an idea.
If it was fun watching one girl fuck with dogs, it ought to be twice as much fun with two girls. And this gorgeous blonde was really something, too. He would love to see those sweet lips sucking a dog's prick and watch a dog fuck that shapely ass.
He said, "Why not join us?"
"Oh! I'd love to. But wouldn't your girlfriend be jealous? She might not like it if her dog fucked another woman, you know."
"Naw. It's not really her dog. See, she works in a boarding kennel, so she's got all the dog cock she needs. She wouldn't mind letting you have some."
"Well, if you're sure – I'd love to," Jenny said, thrilled to the core, her cunt smoldering. "How soon can we go to the kennels? I can't wait."
"Well, I've got to finish working," Jack said, "but there's no reason why you can't go over ahead. I'll phone Sylvia and tell her you're coming, and the two of you can fool around with the dogs until I get there."
Jenny clapped her hands.
A whole kennel full of dogs to choose from! She would get gang-banged by the brutes! Her pussy could get all the cock she wanted without cheating on Hank!
"Oh, yes! Please phone her!" she cried. She waited eagerly while Jack phoned. Suppose his girl didn't like the idea? But she needn't have worried. Sylvia thought it was a wonderful idea.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sylvia had been cavorting with the canines all day, and now she was ready for a bit of variety. Romping with dogs was fun, to be sure, but it was rather a one-dimensional sort of pleasure, even when there were plenty of different breeds of dogs available.
Sylvia was, in fact, a recent convert to the canine cock's delights, despite the fact that she had taken to dog prick like a duck to water. She had thought about dog-fucking a great deal since she first started working at the kennels, but she hadn't actually done anything until the day before, when she had blown the Airedale while Jack watched. Sylvia, that fiery redhead, was an exhibitionist, among other things, and she had enjoyed having her boyfriend watch her perverted pleasures – more, in fact, than she had enjoyed those pleasures, herself. The look on Jack's face had thrilled her more than the dog prick in her mouth. She was looking forward to that evening, when Jack would once again be a witness to her depravity. But she hadn't waited for him to arrive. Having given head to an Airedale, the ice was broken, and Sylvia had been eager to experiment further.
She had coaxed a soft-mouthed Golden Retriever, whose hair was the same color as her own, into lapping her pussy to a lather.
Returning the favor in kind, she had sucked the Retriever off willingly, drinking great gobs of spunk from his big, golden prick.
Then she had brought the Airedale back and let the brute fuck her dog style, wanting to get used to dog-fucking so that she would not be awkward when she performed for Jack.
She had been considering screwing a bulldog next when Jack phoned.
"Honey, the damndest coincidence has arisen," Jack said, by way of a prelude. "I've just happened to meet a girl who wants to fuck a dog."
"How on earth did you meet her?" Sylvia asked.
"At the office. Don't worry, honey. I swear that I didn't fuck her," he said in all honesty and feeling that it would be unwise to mention that he had fucked her asshole and fucked her mouth.
"Is she attractive?" asked Sylvia.
"Gorgeous. A real sexy blonde. See, she's a married woman, and she's faithful to her husband, which is why she can't get fucked by a guy and wants a dog. Do you think maybe you could let her visit the kennels?"
Sly Sylvia grinned.
"Why, sure, Jack. Send her right over," she said.
This was just the sort of variety that Sylvia, that green-eyed nympho, enjoyed.
She waited impatiently for Jenny to arrive. Although she was basically heterosexual, due to a lust for stiff pricks, Sylvia had been to bed with women several times, when cock was not available. The idea of sharing some dog prick with a beautiful blonde was exciting to her, both as an exhibitionist and as a bisexual. She thought it would be lovely to eat out a blonde cunt after that cunt had been filled with dog cum. Nor was she concerned that Jenny might not want to dabble in lesbian delights because she had a pretty shrewd idea that any girl who wanted to fuck a dog would not be inhibited. After all, it would give her another way to come without cheating on her husband, although Sylvia did think it a strange attitude and a unique approach to marital fidelity.