Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke. - Sex Stories

Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke.

... substantially in her mouth, making the motion of his hips moving forward to cause her to gag and the pinching of her nose to cause her to stop breathing. This had the dual purpose of causing her to lose focus and be aware of what was happening behind her. And Duke was getting increasingly excited by the scent and flavours coming out of Bethany’s now dripping pussy.

“Oh, Duke is very happy with his treat,” Michael said with a slight growl, thrusting into Bethany’s face a few more times, “I haven’t seen him this pleased with his reward in a while. I may have to negotiate with your boss to borrow you for Duke.” Removing himself from her mouth, Michael stood to remove the rest of his clothes. Pumping his cock a few times, he smirked down at Bethany. “The night is still young and we’re just getting started.” He sat down on the couch, legs spread, cock and attention, and turned his gaze to his dog.

Duke was more than a little agitated at this point, his long, tapered cock had broken from its sheath and was glistening with fluid. He had covered Bethany’s ass and pussy with so much slobber, it was hard to tell what was slobber and what was the juice leaking from her pussy. Bethany couldn’t control what her body was doing, the dog’s attention to her clit and cunt had been just enough to keep her on the edge of an orgasm the whole time, just riding the fine line between complete denial and release. Glaring up at Michael, she tried screaming at him, but it was all an incoherent ...

... mess. And then Duke gave her something to really scream about.

She felt both of his massive front paws land on either side of her rib cage, nails scratching along her bare sides, his hips thrusting forward to find one of the holes he had been slobbering over for the last ten minutes. Bethany’s enraged shrieking turned to terror. Duke was trying to breed her. She began thrashing even more violently as she fell the long cock slapping across her stomach. She did not hear or see Michael move until her head was yanked up and she was looking into his eyes again. He did not speak, just looked at her. After several long moments, she stopped resisting, letting her head hang when it fell from his hand. With her not longer flailing under him, Duke found the correct angle. Bethany let out another shriek, this one of pain, as Duke buried himself in one stroke, bottoming out on her cervix. It barely registered that Michael was laughing as Duke began to thrust violently against her cunt. She could feel his cock growing and throbbing, almost glad that he had been so thorough in his tasting of her pussy. Her screams continued long and loud, drowning out the panting of the dog on top of her and the laughter of the man in front of her.

Bethany began to feel something large banging against her clit before Duke managed to shove his knot past her swollen lips and into her cunt. At that moment, the mix of pain and pleasure pushed her over the edge and her pained screams turned into the screams ...