The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 9

... dripped from the tip. Caroline stared at the head of his prick. His cock had come squeezing out from the fat, hairy sheath, his foreskin drawn tightly back so that the prick-knob flared. That big slab of cock was bright red, almost glowing like a lightbulb. The tip was gaping open and she could see a few milky drops of pre-spunk glistening on the tip. The sight was causing the horny blonde to drool. She didn't know what she wanted most--a cuntful or a mouthful. She remembered that Darleen had blown the dog and had let him come in her mouth, and the thought was a potent appetizer. His cock looked absolutely delicious. She still figured that sucking a dog's prick was awfully depraved, even naughtier than getting fucked up the cunt, but that only added to the wild thrill of the idea. Old Blue humped, his cock plowing the air impatiently. He loved getting his cock sucked. He loved fucking women, too, but fucking a woman was not awfully different from fucking a female dog. Their cunts felt pretty much the same. But Old Blue had never yet met a bitch that knew how to suck a cock the way a human woman could. He knew a French poodle who liked to lick his cock but even she didn't take his prick into her mouth and give his cock a thorough milking. Human girls were lucky to have hands with opposing thumbs and lips that could pull on the head of a prick-- and Old Blue was lucky to know a few of them. Caroline folded her fist around the root of his cock. She arched her back and bent his ...

... iron-hard prick down slightly and began to rub his cockhead against her tits. She brushed her nipples with the glowing cock, then slipped his prick into her cleavage. Old Blue humped, fucking her between the tits. His cockhead was flowing with scum now, laying a creamy trail up her breastbone, glistening like the track of a snail. When she released the prick stalk, his cockhead snapped up again, and a ribbon of Jism spun out like a suspension bridge made of silk, fastening his swollen cockhead to her nipple. The whole tip of his prick-knob was slathered with spunk by this time. Thick drops oozed from the cleft and ran sluggishly down the glistening cockshaft. When Caroline saw that, she knew that she simply had to take his prick in her mouth. The sight of that canine cum was driving her mad. She knew how tasty dog cum was because she had d***k a lot out of Darleen's cunt, and she figured that the stuff would be even more delicious when she was drinking straight out of a pounding prick. She squirmed down lower. The dog's swollen balls dragged over her thrusting tits and the head of his cock pushed into her face. Caroline kissed the tip. She fluttered her tongue over cockhead, gathering up some of that slippery slime onto her taste buds. She drew back for a moment, savoring the first taste while Old Blue humped impatiently, plowing his cock at her head. The elk hound was not interested in foreplay, he wanted to get his rocks off with dispatch, to fuck his prick between those ...