Suddenly she felt Don back away from behind her and a second later felt the wet, smooth head of his cock pressing against that saliva slippery asshole.
"Yes. Yes. I want your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass, darling."
Quivering with repressed excitement, Bette relaxed the muscles of her ass when she felt him guide the tip of his cock into that narrow, puckered opening. A streak of excruciating agony caused by the spreading of that small opening made Bette cry out as Don, with one long, furious, savage thrust, drove the full length of his staff into her ass.
He held it there, feeling her shake as his prick filled her ass completely. Sobbing softly, Bette felt that thick prick pulsing in her, cramming her ass full of cock. As the pains of his forceful penetration ebbed to be replaced by one of divine pleasure, she wriggled her hips, pushing herself back against her husband's hairy belly.
"Now, lover. Now fuck my ass. Rip me in two with that big prick. Split my ass wide open. Don't stop. Just fuck me until you pour your load in my ass."
The feelings were indescribable when Bette felt Don's cock begin to move in and out of that tight clinging opening with long slow measured strokes. Her ass swayed from side to side as his prick moved in and out of her. Beads of perspiration appeared on her face as the thrills and sensations were lecherously beautiful, filling her with the most delightful feeling as she filled her ass completely with his prick.
Bette was in a world all her own created by the fantastic feelings of her husband's thick shaft engulfed by the tight orifice of her ass, fucking her with expert in and out strokes.
Reaching up between her legs, Bette grabbed Don's balls in her hand. A cry of pleasure was ripped from Don when he felt his heavy, come loaded balls gripped in her warm hand, reacting to her skillful, knowing caresses.
"What a beautiful asshole you have, honey," he grunted, his cock pumping in and out in a steady rhythm. "It's so tight and narrow."
Releasing his balls, Bette let her fingers slide inside her soaking wet cunt to her clitoris. Finding that nerve filled appendage, she caressed it with quick, hard motions. Her hips squirmed frantically as Don's prick plunged deeper, sliding back and forth, in and out of that clasping hole, her fabulous sensations abetted by the erotic actions of her fingers on her clitoris. The feel of Don's bare belly and stiff pubic hairs slamming up against her ass whenever his prick was pushed deep had her bathed in a completely enveloping aura of raw unbridled lust.
Her thrills mounted when she felt Don's back and forth thrusts increase, his prick swelling and swelling, filling her tiny, narrow channel more and more as he prepared to come. She felt him stiffen as he drove his thick cock all the way in to the balls. A second later, she heard his gasping, grunting cries of the most exquisite pleasure as he came. His prick leaped and throbbed wildly in the tight confines of her ass as it poured its hot, thick load deep into the narrow confines of her ass. His body strained hard against her ass, shaking with the frenetic pleasure that shook him with repeated spasms.
Bette wild with lustful desire, rubbed her clitoris furiously as Don's cock continued to pulsate, spewing his boiling hot load into her tightly clutching asshole. Her own orgasm, induced by her fingers was fantastically thrilling as her cunt contracted with burning spastic actions, her hot load inundating her still moving hand and fingers.
Weak from the powerful battering her ass had taken and her second tumultuous coming, Bette sank down on the bed, delighting in the wild, orgiastic pleasures she had known. She winced when she felt Don slowly extract his softening cock from her now completely relaxed asshole. Feeling his juices threatening to spill out of her, Bette slid off the bed and hurried to the bathroom.
There was a warm glow filling her when she felt the come slide down her thighs and drip out of her ass as she walked down the short hallway to the bathroom. She was about to close the door when she realized that Kaiser had somehow gotten out of the kitchen and had followed her into the bathroom.
"You naughty boy," she scolded gently. "You go right on back to the kitchen where you be…"
Her words died in her throat when she felt his cold, damp muzzle press up against her pungent smelling, come loaded cunt. She caught her breath as the dog began to lap slowly at first, then faster and faster at her juicy twat with that adorably long wide, raspy tongue.
"Ooooohhhh, Kaiser, no, no." Bette moaned softly but the dog kept right on licking and lapping at her come dripping slit. "I can't take it. Not now. Oh you beautiful dog, you're driving me out of my mind. Go ahead Kaiser. Suck. Suck my cunt. Eat me. Oh, I can't help myself. Eat my pussy, Kaiser."
Bette rested her ass against the cold, smooth sink and her legs almost of their own volition, spread wider and wider. Her cunt was a mass of firey desire as the dog licked at her tingling cunt with tireless efforts of that long sandpaperish tongue. Her inner cunt contracted savagely at the feel of his rough tongue licking assiduously at the pink mouth of her twat. The feel of it lapping at her, sucking up the cunt juices that flowed from her, made Bette quiver and tremble in the beginnings of still another orgasm that threatened to be even more violent than the others.
She heard the dog whimper as he lapped eagerly at her inner pussy, his tongue pressing inside the soft lips and rubbing hard across her stimulated clitoris. Her head fell back and she braced herself on her hands behind her as the dog's furious cunt lapping filled her with a sudden surge of lust that convulsed her body with fierce, uncontrollable spasms.
She staggered over to the john seat and collapsed on it, completely exhausted from the furious cataclysm of the most intense orgasm Kaiser's tongue had brought her to. Her stiff nippled tits heaved and her entire body was permeated by a sense of delectable languor as the throbbing rhythm inside her pussy slowly abated. Her body still trembled as she weakly pushed the dog from her.
"Down Kaiser. Enough. Sit down," she breathed weakly. "That is enough."
The dog looked up at her adoringly, his pink tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"Good dog. Oh yes, you are a good dog." Bette whispered, not wanting Don to know that the dog was in here with her and had just eaten her cunt. "And later on tonight, you're going to have the opportunity of using that big cock of yours in my cunt, not just your lovely tongue. But right now, Momma's got to get cleaned up and ready for tonight."
Quietly, she led the obedient dog back to the kitchen and closed the door, then hurried to the bathroom, showered and came back into the bathroom.
"What took you so long," Don grinned. "What did you do, scrape the load out with your fingers?"
"Never mind that, cocksman," she quipped. "You had better get cleaned up yourself. Cindy and Greg will be here before you know it."
While Don showered and she could hear him singing happily as he did, Bette quickly dressed. She wore only a dress and nothing beneath it. From what Cindy had said, it was going to be a night of pure, unadulterated sex, so why should she dress otherwise.
Cindy and Greg arrived about nine and the four of them sat around talking and drinking. The pretty blonde steered the conversation around to sex and then to dogs and women.
"I just can't get Don to let me try our dog," Bette said lightly, winking at Cindy. "He's seen how gentle Kaiser is, how quiet and obedient, how he does everything he is told."
"Sure, honey, but being fucked by a dog is something else. Remember how long that dog screwed the girl in the show?"
"How could you know," she laughed. "You with your cock stuffed in Cindy's mouth."
"Yes, I agree," Don grinned, turning to look at Cindy who was smiling at him, her tongue sliding along her full lips. "If you will pardon my frankness, Cindy is quite a cocksucker."
"Would you like to try my mouth again, Don?" Cindy said in a low throbbing with sex voice.