Then the big cheeks of her ass would be smoothly curved and delicious, of course. And she had beautiful long hair. He could even imagine fucking her in the ass, as the dog had the helpless young girl on the stage.
Not that it would ever come to that, of course. This was merely fantasy. Sarah had made a mistake and that was all.
He gulped and froze as he saw her coming his way. Would she notice anything?
Apparently she didn't. She merely leaned over, the bulbous tops of her enormous breasts showing forth, and asked him pleasantly, "Well, Steve, did you enjoy the show?"
He tried to carry on a casual conversation on the way home, but it was difficult with his mother-in-law's thigh pressed so tightly against his in the back seat.
"You were probably surprised to learn that your mother and I even knew of such a place," Arnold suggested after a time.
"Well-uh… it did come as something of a shock. There was certainly a lot of wild stuff going on there…"
Sarah patted his knee, saying gaily, "Well, since Jan married you we're all alone now, Steve, and we've had to find some new amusements. I'd venture to say our whole way of life has changed since you last saw us at the wedding."
I'll bet it has, Steve thought, wondering. But he didn't say much more; his mind kept drifting back to the amazing vision of the young girl on stage having her back hole reamed by that passionate German shepherd, its shaggy tail wagging, its lengthy tongue hanging out of its mouth almost all the way down to her sweat-glistening back.
Back at the house, Jan had finally fallen into a pleasantly relaxed doze after being fucked and licked to orgasm by Rex about five more times. Her long blonde hair spread out on the pillow, a pleasant relaxed smile on her lovely face, her long dark eyelashes fluttering just ever so slightly out of her closed lids, as if moved by a great emotion and pleasant dreams. She had left her lover in the kitchen by his food bowl, but he didn't seem to mind. He was the perfect lover, utterly adorable and discreet. It wouldn't have done at all for them to be found sound asleep in the same bed, and he seemed to understand that.
Jan could no longer summon any significant amount of shame, and remorse had left her long ago. Admittedly there had been twinges of both during and after her first few fantastic, brain-shattering climaxes, but she was so happy now that nothing else in the world mattered. She appreciated the unnaturalness of their animal-human coupling, but the delectable pleasures her darling Rex provided within her susceptible, previously unfulfilled body overshadowed all other considerations of morality or the lack of it. She loved him with a fresh, unspoiled possessiveness that was as contrary to nature as the lewd acts they had committed, and she could no longer help herself!
This was all a part of her feelings, thoughts and dreams as she dozed so pleasantly, emotionally drained from the last time her handsome animal lover had withdrawn his semen-slickened pink penis from her vagina and backed off from her love-satiated flesh. Her vaginal muscles had milked it of every last wonderful drop of scalding hot sperm.
Now she wanted only to sleep and enjoy pleasant dreams – pleasant dreams of being delightfully, deliriously made love to by her handsome German shepherd lover.
So that when her parents and husband came home, Jan was sound asleep in the master bedroom. They slipped in and moved around the house quietly, not wanting to wake her. Sarah fixed herself a cup of coffee in the kitchen and yawned, obviously ready for bed. This was where the rest of their plan usually went into action when dealing with new young men of little experience.
"Look, honey," said Arnold, "Steve and I are still wide awake. I think we'll take a spin down to the Clover Club for a glass of beer. What do you say, Steve?"
"Well-uh…"
"You don't look anywhere near being ready for bed. Come on."
Sarah stretched and yawned, her huge breasts stuffing outward through the open cleavage in her dress. They were powdered, perfumed and nicely tanned. She had found that young men always liked large well-tanned breasts. "That's all right with me, honey. I'm ready for beddy-bye." She walked up to her husband and pressed her open mouth to his. They touched tongue tips as Arnold's hand came up to squeeze her left buttocks cheek, and her hand came up between his legs to lovingly caress his genitals.
Steve gulped and looked away from the overtly sexual display. Then Arnold broke off the kiss with a laugh and took his arm, "Come on, son. Let's top off the night with a few quick ones." They headed for the door.
Sarah couldn't repress a lewd little smile after the two men left. Then she stretched and yawned and went to the guest room, her voluptuous body wobbling on shakey high heels as she remembered tremulously the delicious taste of her young son-in-law's wonderfully responding cock in her ardently sucking mouth.
Sarah hummed softly to herself as she undressed with elegant grace, her lovely naked contours coming into full view. She looked at herself in the vanity mirror, lifting her breasts like fully ripened melons in her hands. They were her most attractive feature and she knew it. Her thumbs twiddled her large, protuberant dark brown nipples and she watched them harden under her steady gaze.
Then she went through the connecting door and into the shower room.
She spent a good half an hour or more showering and preparing herself for bed. Occasionally she smiled to herself as she considered what Arnold must be up to at that very moment – getting her attractive young son-in-law mildly tipsy and showing him pictures of his sexually put together mother-in-law, who had the hots for him. He would probably show the young man shots of her being fucked at the same time as she was sucking on somebody's penis, while yet a third man worked on her breasts with his mouth. She did hope he didn't show Steve the picture of her sucking on an enormous black penis. Their son-in-law was conservative in his racial attitudes, and this might put him off.
There were very few young men, she thought, smiling, who could resist her voluptuous curves once Arnold got them worked up with those nude pictures of her being taken every way possible by other men. Then it only took a whisper in their ear, "She wants to let you fuck her. She told me so. She thinks your adorable. She's hot for your cock."
Abruptly her reveries were interrupted as she toweled her gorgeous body. She looked around to see where the whimper had come from.
And then she saw Rex, sitting quietly by the side of the bed.
Sarah's eyes gleamed, hot with sensuality. Her eyelids were still imprinted with the memory of the girl on the stage with the German shepherd humping into her from behind. And then she remembered also what she had considered about Rex and Jan… alone together in that bedroom… with the strange erotic sounds issuing from it…
"Well, I seem to have company," she said silkily, coming up to Rex, still totally nude from the shower, and scratching him lightly behind the ear. His thick furry coat rubbed sleekly against the smoothness of her long legs and he whimpered quizzically, eyes glued to the dark triangle of curly hair covering the softly rising mound between her legs. They darted also, momentarily, to the dark brown crests on her nakedly exposed breasts. She petted his head and smiled.
And then suddenly something happened! Rex leaped up on her and began lapping at her nipple crowns with his long wet tongue. Sarah gasped and staggered backward, her hand at her throat, Rex's lascivious animal attack triggering a fierce, burning response inside her cunt, which had already been wildly aroused that evening by her son-in-law's response to her oral love-making.
"Why – you beautiful lecher!" she gasped tremulously. "So that's it! I was right! You're a devil dog!" Sarah stared wonderingly at his almost grinning, handsome German shepherd face, the expression in his large round eyes altogether too sexy and human. She felt as if his eyes were laser beams burning into the soft hairy mattress of her pussy. Yes – they were twinkling, seductively twinkling! She was sure of it! As if he wanted to go much further than merely lap at her nude breasts.