Dog Fucking Bestiality - Slutty whores fucking their pets

FIRST TIME My girlfriend Cathy loves when I slide my finger in her bestiality while we're fucking or when I eat her. But she's always been hesitant to let me fuck her in the bestiality. "I don't know," she always says, "it looks like it hurts." No matter how much I persuade her, I still can't convince her. She has two housemates, while I have my own place. As a result, we spend more time at my place. One Friday night, we didn't feel like going out, so I rented a couple of movies. We did as we always do, watched the straight movie first, sipping wine and nibbling take out. Then, after the movie, we put on a porn tape and followed our inclinations. Well, the movie we rented was pretty hot. One scene showed a really hung stud working his tool into the tight backside of a sweet young thing. Cathy stopped playing with me and sat rapt, watching. The guy slowly worked his cock into the girl, while she obviously liked it. By the time the guy had fourteen inches in the girl's butt, Cathy was breathing hard. She bent to blow me, one finger working into my bestialityhole. I worked her around on top of me and began eating her. I slipped one finger in her wet pussy, then worked it into her bestiality. Her checks clenched around it and she ground her pussy into my face. I worked another finger into her bestiality and her mouth went into high gear on my cock. Say what you like about anal sex; Cathy gives the best head I've ever had. Her pussy was wet and slippery, but no matter how I pleaded, she wouldn't let me slide my cock in her bestiality. "You saw that guy. I'm nowhere near that big." "It'll hurt." "I'll be gentle. I promise. If it hurts, I'll stop." "No, please, Doug. Please." She redoubled her efforts on my cock, her finger twirling in my bestialityhole. I worked both fingers as deep as I could in her bestiality and concentrated on getting her off as hard as possible. "Stop," she said. "What?" "You're doing that on purpose. You never use two fingers." "They fit. That's how big my cock is." "No. Just no." "But you like my fingers..." Some guys I know would force her. After all, if she likes two fingers, she's gonna like your cock, right? But I'm not that kind of guy. Besides, even a finger in the bestiality hurts if you fight it. You've got to open up and relax or it's painful. "Doug, you're not mad at me, are you?" "I just really want to do it, that's all. I'll do whatever you want to do." "I'm sorry. I'm just scared." "It's ok, honey." She swung around and kissed my mouth. "Come on my face," she said. "You like that." It's true. Watching my come dribble off her lips, it was hard to stay angry. The following Friday, Cathy called me at work and invited me over. "Donna and Sherry are away. We'll have the place to ourselves." So, at 7:00, I found myself ringing her doorbell, a bag of take out Chinese food steaming in my hands. She met me wearing a tight pair of jeans and a white silk camisole I'd bought her. I should describe Cathy so you'll know what looking at her did to me. We're both in our late 20's. Cathy is about 5' 6" and slim. She has dark brown hair, so dark it's almost black, and really small breasts, which make her self-conscious. "I'll bet you never went out with a girl as flat as me," she once said. She never believed that it didn't matter. But it doesn't. I'm an bestiality man, and her bestiality is pure poetry. Two firm cheeks, long legs, and a pussy mound that juts proudly out. Dark, dark pussy hair and a clit that, when it's erect, sticks out of her pubic hair. In jeans, I come near creaming just watching her walk. And she knows it. She loves camisoles because she thinks they hide the fact that she's flat. So, jeans and a camisole meant Cathy was feeling randy tonight. She kissed me and locked the door behind me. "Put that away," she said. "We're not hungry." "Oh, I could eat something," I told her. She laughed and led me into the living room. She had put a bunch of pillows on the floor and set up the VCR. She turned off all the lights except for one blue light. We both like blue light because it's real "night time" illumination instead of red, which is kind of tacky. Anyway, she put her hands on my head and drew me to her. She kissed me, thrusting her tongue between my lips, while her pussy ground against me. "Let's put on the movie," she said. When she started it, I was surprised to see it was the same movie from the week before. And it was cued to the bestiality-fucking scene. She stripped my pants off and, licking my belly, dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. I stroked her hair, feeling my balls tingle. God, the girl loved to suck dick. "Sit down," she said, "I bought you a present." I sat beside her, while she reached under the couch. "K-Y jelly?" I said. "You don't like it," she said, sounding hurt. "No, sweet. I'm surprised is all. You know what you use it for, right?" "That's why I bought it. All week I kept thinking that if she could do it," nodding toward the VCR, "so could I. But go slow, ok?" I stroked her hair and kissed her lips, nose, both eyes. "I promise. If it hurts, just say so and I'll stop." "You want me to suck you off first. You know, so you won't be so hot?" "I think I can handle it." What can you say about a woman like that? I drew her to me and slid her jeans to her knees. Her clit, when I touched it, was stiff and her pussy was dripping wet. I slid my finger up and down the slit. Cathy moaned and bobbed her hips in time to my finger. "You're so sweet to do this," I said. "I want you to be happy," she said. "You make me happy." I slid her pants all the way off. I kissed her breasts through the camisole, pinching the nipples between my lips. I lifted it and licked her belly, following the faint dark line down to her mound. I laid her back and, cupping her bestiality in my hands, began to lick her. Cathy usually has several orgasms to my one and i wanted her as relaxed as possible. I slid one finger in her pussy, in and out until it was slick with her juices, and then touched her bestialityhole. She jumped. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm just nervous." "Not to worry, I'm here." I spread her cheeks slightly and slid my finger just into the opening. Leaving it there, I licked her clit, slowly. Her pussy smell got stronger and my mouth got wetter and wetter. She started to clench her bestiality cheeks on my finger. I worked the finger deeper into her bestiality, past the muscle. I slid it back and forth in time to my tongue. She began to buck. "Oh Doug. Doug..." she whispered. Her cheeks grabbed my finger so tight I couldn't have pulled it out and she rocked up and down on the finger as I licked the tip of her clit. She sighed, froze, and relaxed. "Slip it out," she whispered and I started to curse myself. Now that she had come, she was going to regret her offer. "You don't want to..." "No Doug," she said. "Please. I want you to." I put some jelly on my finger and touched her hole. She jumped. "It's cold." "Not for long." i slid it all over the hole, then pushed my finger inside. Lubricated by the K-Y and by our previous playing, it slipped deep inside. I took it out and put some K-Y on the tip of my cock. I put her on her side and, using my hands to open her cheeks, brought my cock to touch her hole. She shivered and pushed back on my cock. It took a little working, but the head of my cock slipped into her bestiality. I stopped to let her get used to the feel, then spreading her cheeks wider, slid my cock in deeper. It hit the muscle and she jumped. "It hurts," she whispered. "Just relax. I'm not going any further. Just relax and get used to the feeling." I stroked her side, then her belly. I kissed her neck and she arched. "Mmm," she said. I rubbed one hand against her pussy mound. She raised one leg slightly, and I slid a finger against her slit. "No hurry," I told her. "We've got all night." "Deeper," she commanded. I slid my cock deeper in her bestiality. She gasped, then I popped the ring her bestiality muscle and my cock slid in. In. I was in my honey's bestiality. The thought nearly made me cream. "I'll wait," I said. "Just relax and it'll be fine." She rocked slowly back and forth, my cock sliding in and out. "Don't move," she said, "I want to try this." She curled up, making her bestiality open and grab my cock. Her cheeks touched my body. "That's it," I whispered. "That's as far as it goes." "Good," she said. Her voice had that faraway sound it sometimes gets when she's really into her own pleasure. She opened her legs and put one leg behind me. It made her pussy open up and let her use her leg to lift herself on and off my cock. Again and again she lifted, each time getting a little higher. Finally, she lifted so high, my cock slipped out of her. "Oh," she said. "Wait." She reached under and pointed my cock at her hole. With a swift motion, she sat on it. "Whew!" she said. She started rocking on my cock, squeezing her bestiality cheeks. Her breath started to come ragged and she slipped one finger to her pussy. "Doug," she whispered, "do it, fuck my bestiality." I started rocking in time to her own rhythm. God, she was tight. I could almost not move anyway, and when she squeezed, it nearly stopped me cold. Her finger twirled around her pussy and her rocking started to get more spasmodic. "Come," she whispered, "oh come in my bestiality." "I will. I'll come with you," I said, kissing her neck. "Yes...now," she said, each word coming slow and distinct. She fingered herself furiously and her hips rocking into mine got faster and faster. "Doug...I'm...going...to..." She squeezed my cock so hard I froze, the come beginning to explode in my testicles. "...come!" With a violent shudder, she pushed back on my cock. Her cheeks suqeezed and squeezed. Her body shuddered with wave after wave of coming. My own orgasm started to rise and I was blind with frenzy, pumping her her bestiality again and again. With a final thrust, my come pumped deep in her bestialityhole, again and again. The force was strong enough, I felt it shoot back against me, leaking around my cock out of her bestialityhole. We collapsed that way, my cock throbbing and her cheeks clenching and unclenching for a long time. We both shivered as the waves of our coming subsided. Finally, it was over. She twisted, and my cock slid out of her bestiality, followed by dripping come and K-Y. "That was nice," she said. "It really was." "I'm glad. I loved it. Did it hurt?" She sat up. "Yes," she said, smiling. "Let's eat and then you can make it up to me."