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This is my story. This is an adult story meant for people over the age of

18. It is a fantasy, not reality. Please do not reproduce or repost

without permission. Thanks, [email protected] How it all began

I hadn't suspected anything at all. Lydia and I were a very happy

couple, we enjoyed a lot of sex and told each other our darkest fantasies.

When I first got my hands (figuratively anyway) into Lydia's knickers I

couldn't help but notice how big her cunt lips were. They were fantastic,

they must have hung down 2" and they were constantly wet. She sits next to

me on the sofa and just pulls and stretches her lips while we both sip

wine. She can easily pull them out to 5".

Once our relationship became more serious I threw away all her knickers

so that there wouldn't be anything to stop her lovely lips from hanging

down where they wanted to be. Lydia responded by wearing her shortest

skirts and making sure her legs were always partly open so her lips could

"breath".

Soon after that I began to shave her cunt. At first I tried all the

clever shapes; hearts, arrows, etc, but eventually settled on a 1/2" wide

landing strip that stops an inch above her cleft. Everything else is

smooth. It is fantastic. Lydia likes it so much that she has taken over

shaving it herself.

You can see that my woman is a very special, very sexy and very amenable

person. There wasn't anything this woman wouldn't do if I asked her to.

What I didn't know was that there wasn't anything she wouldn't do even if I

hadn't asked her to!

While we are in the house Lydia wears just a man's dress shirt with a

couple of buttons done up. This gave me loads of flashes of her big tits

and her horny cunt, and when she sits she generally has one leg pulled up

onto the sofa so that her legs are wide open and she can pull and caress

her lips as she watches TV.

One particular morning I was in a rush. Lydia was dressed in a white

and blue pin-stripe shirt with one button done up, standing leaning against

the counter top sipping tea when I left the house.

I hadn't even got to the car when I realised I had left my phone on the

table in the kitchen. I rushed back to get it. I left the front door open

and walked towards the kitchen door. I saw her reflection in the window

opposite and stopped stunned. She was leaning back against the counter.

She had the shirt tails in her hands pulling the shirt open from the bottom

and her thumbs and forefingers stretching her cunt's lips apart. Our dog

was licking her cunt. Her lips were spread so wide that the dog's tongue

easily slid up between them. I just stood there watching in disbelief. I

could hear her muttering. "Oh you naughty dog, you shouldn't do this now".

Shortly after I saw her lower her body slightly and open her legs a bit

more to give the dog more access to her lips. "Oh, I am such a dirty cunt

aren't I?" she was asking the dog. I could see her knees trembling, she

threw her head back and started gasping "Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm coming, fuck, I'm

coming, Oh, Oh , Ooooh" as she couldn't stand it any more and squeezed her

legs shut on the dogs, still busy, tongue.

I watched in amazement as she then dropped to her knees and spread her

legs wide. I could see her cunt in the reflection. Her lips were huge and

red and even in the reflection I could see her cunt was gaping open. She

put her hand back between her legs and called to the dog "Come on, quickly

you naughty dog, now see what you've made me do!" The dog had clearly done

this before because he just walked up behind her and she grabbed his big

cock in her little hand and fed his hard rod into her cunt. I could hear

her murmuring with pleasure as she made sure she had all the dog's ample

meat in her cunt before dropping her shoulders to the kitchen floor and

pushing her arse up into the air to give the dog the best angle to fuck

her. And fuck her he did. I have never seen a fuck so fast. I could just

about make out her face and I could see from her chin that she was red with

desire and excitement. The dog didn't stop pummelling her cunt until he

spewed his spunk into her. I could hear her talking again. "Oh no you

don't, I'm not having you knotted inside me this morning you bad dog". She

crawled away from the dog who just went and laid against the wall.

I wasn't prepared for what happened next either. Instead of standing

up, she got up on one knee and then crouched with her back against the

kitchen unit with her legs wide apart, her arse virtually on the tiled

floor and began to scoop the spunk out of her cunt with her fingers and

lick the spunk off them. She continued doing that while she told herself

what a dirty cunt she was. She was right though!

I slipped away quietly, waited 5 minutes then came back into the house

making a lot of noise, swearing loudly about having forgotten my phone.

Lydia was standing with her back to me, leaning over the counter with her

tea cup in her hands. As I walked in the kitchen she turned to me and

smiled. I could see her pert bum at the bottom of her shirt. There was no

visible sign of the rampant sex that I had seen 5 minutes ago. I grabbed

the phone and went behind her, kissed her neck, patted her bare bum and

left.

For the next few days I could think about little else other than seeing

my wife being fucked by our dog. I wondered how often they "did it" and

what else they might get up to. I had to know! I decided to go on an

undercover mission to find out all about my wife's bestiality escapades.

I came up with a plan, not particularly ingenious, but enough for me to

find out what I was dealing with before deciding whether to intervene.

First, I made sure that I left at exactly the same time each day. This

was 15 minutes before the time that I had used to leave. I was able to be

quite flexible regarding my arrival time at work so I had between 45

minutes and an hour to observe my wife's habits. I had taken the lock off

the side gate. There was no reason for her to go round there so I wasn't

worried about her noticing it missing. Each day I would leave, drive

around the corner, park the car and come back into our street from the

other end so I could get to the side gate without being seen from the front

window.

The first day I did it I was trembling. Part was worry that I would be

seen, part was worry of what I would see, and part of it was just the

excitement of creeping around and being a voyeur.

I wasn't seen; she was far too busy! I had only been out of the house

for just over 6 minutes and she was lying on the floor with her legs wide

open, her shirt undone. She was squeezing her nipples and massaging her

big tits while the dog lapped at her cunt with gusto. I watched and after

a few minutes I could see the signs of her impending orgasm. She put her

hands on her thighs and grabbed hold of her cunt lips and pulled her cunt

as wide as she could to get as much of the dog's tongue on her throbbing

clitoris. She had her lips fully extended to about 5" so they formed a

guide from her arse to her clitoris for the dog's tongue. She was

squeezing her tits together with her upper arms and I could see her face

getting red as she began to reach her peak. When she did I heard her

scream through the closed window! She closed her legs tight with the force

of the orgasm. Then she dropped her legs to the floor and went back to

squeezing her nipples. Her nipples were rock hard and sticking out an

inch. She must have been so horny. The dog stood there between her legs

waiting. From my vantage point I could see his huge member twitching and

the precum dripping off onto the kitchen floor tiles. Suddenly Lydia

rolled over onto her tummy and opened her legs and began to raise her arse

off the floor. I could see the dog getting excited as his bitch prepared

her cunt for him. Lydia was fingering her cunt, spreading her cunt lips

and dipping a finger into her soaking hole before she rubbed her juices all

around her labia. The dog was getting very excited and was shuffling his

feet and pushing his nose against her hand, hurrying her up. Eventually

she opened her hand and beckoned the dog to her. He just walked up behind

her. She expertly took hold of his huge pink cock and stuffed it into her

hole. Lydia kept her face and tits on the floor tiles so I couldn't see

her face, but I could see the dog pounding his cock into her willing cunt.

Even having seen it before I was still amazed how he could fuck so fast.

He was pulling his cock out of her cunt almost 7" then ramming it back in

so his balls hit her clitoris and I knew that she would have another

clitoral orgasm before he came. Although I couldn't hear her scream I

could see her little hands clenching and banging the floor as her orgasm

took control of her body. The dog fucked her harder and harder. Then he

seemed to stop with his cock deep inside her and I wondered whether her

orgasm had made him cum. It hadn't. I could see him pushing and moving

his big cock from side to side and pulling and pushing. It took me some

time before I realised he was pushing his knot into her. This time she

relaxed her cunt muscles and let him get it in. Once it was in the dog,

once again, began to pound her cunt and I knew from the size of the dog's

cock that the end of his cock would be grazing her uterus as he thrust his

big cock deep inside her. I could see that Lydia had come again and this

time it brought on the dog's orgasm too. I could see the different

movements he made as he filled his bitch's cunt with his spunk. His knot

acted as a plug to keep all his spunk inside her. Isn't mother nature

wonderful!

Soon the dog wanted to pull his cock out of Lydia's cunt, but with her

orgasm having tightened her cunt and his big knot still inside her he

couldn't get away. Classically, he moved around until they were arse to

arse and he stood there tugging his cock until his knot had reduced enough

for it to plop out. As soon as it did it was followed by a big gush of

doggy spunk that began to run down Lydia's inner thigh. She reached back

and scooped it up on her finger and licked it off. I was also treated to

another show of her cleaning her cunt by crouching down and scooping the

copious amount of spunk out of her cunt and feeding it to herself on her

fingers. Stunned by the display I slipped away and went to the office.

A few days later I decided to come home for lunch. I was hoping to find

Lydia horny and "discover" spunk in her cunt as I had watched her being

fucked again that morning, before diligently cleaning her cunt. This was

obviously part of her ritual and I wondered why she did it.

When I got home I parked around the corner and went through the side

gate. I didn't expect to see anything going on as I had already seen her

being fucked a few hours ago. I could see Lydia standing at the sink doing

the washing up. Her shirt must have been done up because I couldn't see

her big tits. Then I saw the dog walk into the room. He walked straight

up behind her and put his nose up her shirt, lifting it above her arse. I

swear he prodded her between her legs with his nose to make her part her

thighs. I was gobsmacked when she opened her legs, pushed her arse out and

carried on washing up as the dog licked her cunt from behind. From this

vantage point I could see the dog's cock growing as he licked her. I must

have been 9" of rigid pink doggy meat! His tongue was working its magic

too as I saw Lydia had stopped washing up and had lowered her head onto her

hands on the front of the counter so her back was flat and her cunt was

more available to the busy tongue. I couldn't believe she was being

brought to another clitoral orgasm by the dog. It was only a few hours ago

that he had fucked her and filled her cunt with his spunk. I saw her arse

start to lift up and down as she approached her orgasm and could see her

face go red as it reached the point of no return and she screamed out loud

with the force of the orgasm. This time she wasted absolutely no time.

She dropped to the floor and put her hand out for the cock. The dog

shuffled forward until his cock flopped into her hand and she greedily fed

it into her hungry cunt. The fucking was as frantic as it had been each

time I had watched them. I could see that Lydia had several orgasms before

letting the dog get his knot inside her tight cunt. I continued to watch

until I knew he had spunked and that they would be knotted for 5-10

minutes.

I walked round the side of the house to the front. I took out my key

and put it noisily into the lock. I opened the door and called out "Honey,

it's such a nice day I thought we'd do lunch" as I walked into the kitchen

and found her knotted to the dog. She had her

hands over her eyes and she was whimpering "No..., no...." over and over,

followed by "Sorry, I'm so sorry....". I walked up to her and lifted her

head with my hand. I pushed her hands away from her eyes and told her to

open them. She did and saw my rigid cock was millimetres away from her

mouth. She opened her mouth and I slipped my cock in. She sucked my cock

deep into her mouth, then swirled her tongue around my glans, then she

bobbed up and down on it before she swallowed it. I was in ecstasy. Her

mouth was doing wonderful things to my cock and I knew she was trying to

work out in her head what she was going to say to me when I had finished

fucking her mouth and the dog managed to get his cock out of her cunt. By

now they were arse to arse and I could feel the tugs as the dog tried

to pull his big cock out of her. It came out with a plop just as I flooded

her mouth with my spunk. I saw her gulp as she swallowed my hot spunk,

then her hand went down between her legs and I knew she was about to start

her cleaning ritual as the spunk was already running down her thighs.

Suddenly she remembered I was there and stopped; her hand was holding her

cunt, stopping the doggy spunk from dripping on the floor tiles. I took my

cock out of her mouth. I didn't want her to know that I had been spying on

her; neither did I want to stop seeing the sight of her scooping the spunk

out of her cunt and licking it off her fingers.

In a moment of sheer brilliance I told her to stand up. She stood in

front of me, still holding the spunk inside her cunt with the palm of her

hand, her magnificent breasts were rising and falling, she was still

panting from the energetic fuck. I told her to back up to the fridge, then

to crouch down with her legs wide apart until her arse touched the tiles.

Then I told her to scoop the spunk out of her cunt and lick it off her

fingers. She did as she was told and I wondered if she was relieved or

shocked that I had told her to do exactly what she would have done had I

not been there. As soon as she was "clean" I told her to stand up. I sent

her off for a shower and to dress to go out for lunch so we could talk.

I sat in the kitchen, watching the dog lick his cock and balls, until

Lydia came back down. Her hair was still a bit wet. She looked fantastic.

She had on a silky dress that was tight enough to show off her magnificent

tits but loose enough for them to be able to bounce around. Her erect

nipples left me in no doubt she was braless. I knew she was knickerless too

because she doesn't have any. She did a little pirouette to show me how

her dress would fly up and show off her naked shaved cunt if there was the

slightest breeze. I stood up and took her in my arms and kissed her, just

to make sure that she knew that I wasn't angry with her. Then I walked her

to the door, I turned back and saw the dog looking balefully at me. I

called him over and we all left the house together. We had to walk around

the corner to the car but Lydia didn't ask why I hadn't parked on the

drive. I held the dog's leash in one hand and held Lydia's hand with the

other as we walked along. By the time we had reached the car we had been

tooted at three times by drivers admiring Lydia's naked bottom as her skirt

puffed up. It was a long time ago that I forbade her from holding a dress,

or a skirt, down in the wind. Initially she had found it a reflex and very

hard to stop, but gradually she had mastered it and now she could

completely ignore the feeling of the wind wafting between her thighs as her

dress came up to her waist, or higher, even if someone was walking towards

her and would not be able to miss seeing her naked cunt.

We drove out to a nice little pub that had low ceilings and booth

seating. I bought us drinks and ordered a light lunch. We settled into a

booth in the corner opposite each other, the dog went under the table

between our legs. We sat sipping our drinks, looking at each other in

silence until I broached the subject that was on both of our minds. "Why"

I blurted out "did you let the dog fuck you?" "Well, it was your fault

really" she said. "And how is that?" I asked. Then she told me her story.

"Well, you know I don't have any knickers, and I only wear a bum skimming

shirt while I am at home. As, you know my cunt's lips are always wet, and

most often one or both of us can smell my arousal. You know I am always

aroused! You know I can't keep my hands off my cunt lips, and that makes

it worse because they just stay wet and I stay horny. Well one day, I was

in the kitchen cleaning the worktop and I dropped a spoon and it went under

the oven. Instead of pulling the oven out as I should have done, I got

onto my hands and knees and stretched my arm under the oven to get the

spoon. It was right at the back by the skirting board, but I thought I

could reach it. I sort of lowered my back and spread my legs a bit more to

get under the sofa, I had to get my head and my left should completely

under it in order to reach the spoon."

I looked at her expectantly waiting for her to continue as she took a

sip of her wine. "Well, the position I was in must have left my cunt

completely open because before I knew it the dog's cock was deep in my cunt

and he was fucking me hard before I could move. I tried to get out but I

was jammed up agaiinst the sofa and with the dog deep

inside my cunt I couldn't move because of the weight of the dog. He just

fucked me so hard and so fast I was cumming all the time. I can't begin to

tell you how good that first fuck was, even though it was a total and utter

surprise and I would never have let it happen given the opportunity to stop

it - honest, you have to believe me?."

"So, what happened then?" I asked.

"I felt so guilty. Guilty that it had happened and guilty that I had

enjoyed it so much. I was terrified you would find out and that you would

walk in the door in the next minute and find me full of doggy spunk. So I

crouched, like you told me to today, and scooped as much spunk as I could

out of my cunt".

"Then you licked it off your fingers?" I prompted.

"Yes, I don't know why but when I had a scoopful of warm spunk in my

hand I smelt it and stuck my tongue in it. It tasted so good that I have

done it ever since".

"So, how long have you and the dog been fucking exactly?" I asked. I

wasn't prepared for her answer though.

"It must be about a year, I think" she said. To say I was surprised

would be a major understatement! I hadn't even guessed. I hadn't smelt

anything, nor had I felt anything different about her cunt, even though the

dog's cock is longer and fatter than mine is.

"How often do you let him fuck you then?" I asked.

"Oh, as often as he wants really. He is quite demanding! Ever since

that first time he treats me like his bitch. When he wants to fuck he just

sticks his nose between my thighs to give me the message. Sometimes he

will lick my cunt until I come and then fuck me, or sometimes he just wants

to fuck straightaway".

"So, how often does he get to fuck his bitch then? Every day?"

"Oh no" she said, "probably 4 or 5 times a day"

"But what about weekends when I am around?" I asked, confused.

"Well, when you go to play golf on a Saturday he fucks me at least

twice, sometimes three times. He seems to sense that he isn't allowed to

when you are there so he makes the most of it when you aren't. Then, I

usually manage to get enough time to give him a blow job or two, and

sometimes I take a chance and let him fuck me while you are in the study on

the computer. That's why the cleaning is so important, so you don't see me

rush to the bathroom to wipe away the spunk as it is running down my

thighs. Imagine if you came out of the study as I walked past and you could

see the congealing spunk running down my leg?". She laughed.

I was stunned. My wife is telling me that she not only fucks the dog,

she sucks his cock. She continued.

"Sundays are a bit harder. He always fucks me twice while you are out

getting the papers and when you disappear while I prepare lunch he usually

licks me to orgasm and I either let him fuck me quickly or I suck him off.

Usually it's sucking because it is easier to get away if you were to walk

in the room".

"So", I said, "you get fucked and/or licked by the dog 4 or 5 times a

day, every day? And you still have enough of a horny cunt to fuck me every

night? Except when you have your period. So, how does the dog manage when

you have your period?".

She smiled. "Oh, that's easy! I just put a tampon in when I get up so

you see it going in. When you leave I take it out and the dog deals with

the blood with his tongue. Even when he fucks me he licks the blood off my

thighs and off his own cock, if I don't get there first. Then when you

come home I "change" the tampon, which means I put one in".

I looked at my lovely wife. She was smiling at me as she told me her

story. I could see her left hand had slipped under the table. I ducked my

head under and could see that she had her legs wide open and her dress

pulled up. She was gently tugging and caressing her cunt lips as she owned

up to fucking the dog. What a woman!

I told her to use both her hands to stretch her lips wide and open her

cunt up and let some of her smell out. Then I kicked the dog so he started

to get up. He couldn't stand properly under the table but he could stand

enough to get his head, and more importantly his tongue, between my lovely

wife's thighs so he could lick her clitoris. I sat there watching her

getting redder and redder as the dog's magic tongue worked on her clit.

She began to shake and tremble. She said she needed to stop because she

was nearly cumming. I smiled at her and told her she could only stop AFTER

she had cum. She was shaking more now. She was begging me to let her stop

in case she screamed as she came. She told me she often screamed when the

dog licked her because his tongue was so rough the orgasm is more intense.

I smiled and sat back and watched as she got closer and closer until

finally she threw her head back and clenched her teeth as her orgasm

arrived. She mewled loudly enough for someone in the next booth to put his

head around to see what was going on. When the guy saw her sitting with

her legs wide apart and her hands still stretching her naked cunt's lips

apart and down her thighs, fortunately the dog had already slumped back to

the floor. The guy quickly turned away and I could hear the shocked

whispers as he told his party what he had seen. If only he had looked 20

seconds before and seen the dog's tongue at work! Someone opposite him

leant out of the booth to look, but could only see one of her spread knees

and me smiling at him.

I was enjoying myself immensely with my newly found ultra horny cunt. I

hadn't realised that Lydia was being fucked up to 7 times a day, between me

and the dog, and the more she got it seemed, the more she wanted. We

finished our lunch and walked back to the car, oblivious (well she was) to

the breeze lifting her skirts and displaying her charms. I opened the

passenger door for her and she smiled and sat in the seat. I told her to

pull her dress up to her waist, which she did willingly, even opening her

legs wide to show me her engorged lips. She was a bit shocked though when

I put the dog in the foot-well in front of her and between her shiny

thighs.

As we drove along the road I watched out of the corner of my eye as

Lydia held the dog's head between her thighs so she could feel the heat of

his breath on her hot cunt. I told her to recline her seat, spread her

legs and put her feet on the dashboard and to put her arms behind her neck

and to close her eyes. I watched the dog. Occasionally he stuck his

tongue out and licked her cunt lips but he made no concerted effort to lick

her properly again. Even so, it was a very horny image. I could smell her

arousal too. I took the chance to divert to a more major road, a dual

carriageway. Lydia wasn't paying any attention to the road as she had her

eyes shut and was concentrating on the feeling of her cunt with the warm

dog breath gently blowing on it and the touch of his tongue. I told her to

pull her cunt lips out and stretch them apart, without opening her eyes.

She did so and the increase in the musky smell of her sex was magnified in

the confines of the car. The dog couldn't ignore it now and he began to

use his long tongue to stroke the passage that Lydia's parted and stretched

lips made between her arse and her clitoris We passed a truck and I slowed

down until we were level with the cab. The driver had his window open and

I stayed next to him as he cruised alongside us watching our dog feverishly

lick Lydia's cunt. I managed to find two other trucks for her to

unknowingly flash at before one of the driver's blew his horn and Lydia

jumped up, opened her eyes and pushed the dog away. I made her look up and

smile and wave at the driver before turning off and heading for home. My

mind was full of different ideas of what I was going to do with my horny

wife and our horny dog.

When we arrived home we entered the house and I told Lydia to take off

her clothes. She was used to this and reached for her shirt once she was

naked. I told her that she couldn't put it on today, and to come into the

lounge. I made her tell me everything she had ever done with the dog.

Bizarrely she told me that once she had a threesome with our dog and a

stray in the park. The dog had put his nose up her skirt while they were

walking through the park. She had tried to say no, but since she had never

said no before he wasn't having any of it and kept ramming his nose between

her legs until she stopped walking and opened her legs. He began to lick

her cunt, enough for her to know he was serious, but then he went round

behind her and stuffed his nose between the cheeks of her arse. She knew

that meant she had to kneel and be fucked. She was rather nervous but

quite excited as she dropped to her knees and let him ram his horny cock

into her cunt in the park. She was worried when another dog approached.

More worried that the owner was just behind! There was no way she could

stop the pounding cock in her cunt and the other dog was barking at them.

She managed to coax the dog over and pulled him down in front of her and

licked his cock. When his cock grew she sucked his cock. She didn't want

to really (she said) but was scared of being discovered by someone

attracted to the barking; clearly no thought about stopping her dog fucking

her! She told me that the dog had spunked in her mouth before our dog

spunked in her cunt and she had swallowed the whole load before carrying

out her cleaning ritual on her cunt to eat our dog's spunk. I asked Lydia

to demonstrate giving the dog a blow job. She smiled briefly, then dropped

to her knees and called the dog over. She had her legs spread wide and was

fingering her cunt and offering the fingers to the dog. The dog licked her

fingers and began to push his head between her thighs. Lydia reached under

him and grasped his growing cock. When she was satisfied it was erect

enough she rolled the dog onto its back. I was amazed to see her just put

her mouth over his cock and appear to swallow the whole thing! This was so

sexy, as was the view I had of my wife's gaping cunt as she sucked the

dog's cock. I quickly stripped off my clothes, caressed my hardening cock

a few times before kneeling behind her and shoving my cock into her

slippery cunt. God it was good. She wasn't ready for it and I could feel

her muscles tense as my cock slid past them. I kept up a steady rhythm

until I saw the dog tense and I knew he was spunking into Lydia's mouth. I

told her to keep the spunk in her mouth and to wait until I told her to

swallow. Then I began to fuck her really hard. My sac was banging against

her swollen clitoris and I knew she was likely to have another clitoral

orgasm before I could fill her cunt. Her orgasm came much quicker than I

thought. Although she squeezed hard I managed to maintain control and

continued to pump my hard cock in and out of her superbly juicy cunt. She

had her head on the floor and she was pinching her nipples. She had her

mouth shut tight, still full of doggy spunk. That got me thinking. When I

was ready to blast my spunk into her cunt; I quickly pulled out, turned her

around and made her open her mouth and stick her tongue out. I could see

all the doggy spunk lying there under her tongue and it just brought me

over the top and I released my spunk all over her tongue, where it ran off

to mix with the doggy spunk already there.

We laid there on the floor on our backs. Lydia had her legs spread

wide, she was moaning that there was no spunk in her cunt to clean up. I

told her to wait a while. We laid there and dozed. I was nearly asleep

when I felt a slight movement. Lydia had her left hand between her thighs.

I just knew she was spreading her lips, trying to get her sex smell to

arouse the dog. It was only just over 40 minutes since she had sucked the

dog off and been fucked by me but she was already horny again.

The dog came and stood between her spread thighs and began to lick. I

laid there and thought I must be the luckiest guy in the world to have such

a horny wife. It didn't take long, and after another monstrous screaming

clitoral orgasm Lydia turned on to her knees and guided the dog's monster

cock into her needy cunt. Then she smiled at me and grabbed my cock in her

hand and brought her mouth down on it. My vision was watching my wife

being fucked hard by our dog while she gave me an expert blow job. With

her expertise it didn't take long for me to come in her mouth. Then, as a

surprise for me, she turned around and pushed the dog onto its back and

started to suck his cock, her mouth still full of my spunk. I looked up

and could see the gaping hole where the dog's huge cock had just been taken

out of her cunt. She expertly sucked the dog until he spunked, then showed

me the mess in her mouth before swallowing.

What a woman! I couldn't believe what a voracious appetite for sex this

woman has. Now she doesn't need to hide her desires from me she is being

fucked more than ever; probably eight to ten times a day by the dog and

several times a day by me, or as much as I can manage anyway! I can't wait

to see her performing with the dog while she is menstruating and I'm

keeping my eyes open for other dogs, and maybe owners, that can help me

keep up with her needs.