Dog Bitch to Gloryhole Hooker - Sex Stories

Dog Bitch to Gloryhole Hooker

... was thinking about the show she was putting on, still, as she ran her d***ken fingers over her sloppy wet pussy. "Get down on your knees now!" I ordered her. She drifted in the most fluid motion she could manage, her knees wobbling, from the chair to the floor next to the dog. I smiled and stroked myself more. "That's it! Now let him have what he wants." "Yeah? Is that what you want me to do? Ohh... Okay, I'll do it." She was stammering but I knew she was game and only needed an excuse to be bad. Putting her head down on the ground, she put her big meaty white hams in the air and the big mastiff quickly found a place for his nose and tongue. She let out a guttural moan. "There ya go!" I said, prompting her, "Now help him up." The dog scratched her back as he scrambled into place. "Oh, baby! I don't know if... Ugh!" The dog's full weight on her now, her arms gave out from under her. I could see how helpless she was now, face on the ground, arms splayed out, ass in the air and legs spread, completely vulnerable to the full penetration she was going to have to take. I knew that if I could see her struggling to get out from under the dog, then so could every other guy hiding behind the mirrors. And none of us did anything about it! Instead, we all jerked on our cocks even harder as my d***ken wife lost control of the situation. Insatiably horny from the extreme combination of alcohol, the lack of sex, the vibrating bullets in her ass and the shame and guilt of cumming while a dog ...

... ate out her pussy, my wife eventually gave in. Her back arched slightly and she spread her legs wider to give her bull the best access. He figured it out quickly and skewered my pretty wife in one quick thrust, savagely jack hammering away in her. You know how fast a dog fucks, how hard and merciless. His instincts were driving him to make puppies in my wife now and he was relentless. His paws clawed at her nylons and tore big gashes into them all down the backs of her thighs. His big front paws locked around her waist and pulled her in, the bulk of his weight pinning her down on the floor. Her arms flailed out and grasped at nothing until she got used to his rapid stabbing assault on her sweet wet pussy. She must have been enjoying herself by this point. She started pushing back against him and that's when it happened. As she lifted her head to steady herself on her arms again, the paper bag fell off. She was so close to cumming again that she couldn't be bothered to stop it or maybe she didn't notice. Her eyes were shut tight and her teeth grit together as she let this b**st savage her womanhood. It was then that I needed to cum. It was seeing my sweet, nice housewife reduced to the worst back alley whore and voluntarily subjecting her body to perverse fetishes for her own twisted satisfaction. I knew I loved her. Not because this made her beautiful, but because it didn't. The sex was so raw now that beauty had become watching my wife break the laws of nature. A voice from ...