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AnmlHeat -- M/F, BESTIALITY, INCEST -- 2/6
An Animal Heat
Chapter 2
Kitty ate as though she hadn't eaten in weeks. Her sister thought it
was because she had worked up a huge appetite while walking in the woods,
and that was partly true. But even more true was the fact that Kitty's
bout with the German shepherd had really made her hungry. The combination
of the fresh air, the exercise, and her sexual experience all combined
together to make Kitty feel better than she had in a long time. Every time
she looked at her sister, she could not help but smile at the thought that
she shared her older sibling's secret about Duke. It was a wonderful
feeling, and she saw no need to bring it up at the dinner table...
certainly not with Johnny there. She did want to talk to Janet about it,
though. There would be time for such things later.
The more Kitty thought about it, the more she came to realize that her
older sister probably had a great many things to talk about Janet had
always been the adventurous one of the family, trying things most people
might think were strange. Kitty had always admired this aspect of her
older sister, and now she began to think that she could take advantage of
it. Even as she upheld her end of the conversation, she could feel the
faint eddys of Duke's tongue fucking, and her loins were wet all during
dinner with an unending excitement and arousal. And then she noticed
something else, something she found as strange and exciting as Duke's
incredible tongue fucking... she was finding her sister's body arousing.
She became more and more aware of Janet's curvaceousness, her sultry face,
the shape of her voluptuously upthrust breasts and full rounded hips...
She pulled her glance away from Janet, hoping that her sister would not
notice that she had been staring at her. She found that her thoughts were
becoming confused. How could she be thinking such things? Could it be the
fact that she had been under a great deal of pressure in the city, so much
pressure that she never had time or energy to think about these things?
Out here, in the great outdoors, with nothing rushing and pressing down on
her mind, it was very possible that she could be free... truly free to
express herself in ways she had never dreamed.
When she finished her supper, she found that she wanted to be alone and
think these things through. Everything was happening a little too fast for
her, and while she found her thoughts totally against everything she had
ever been taught, she also found them exciting, and she wanted to make sure
about them before she came to any conclusions. She had thought that
nothing was wrong with Duke licking her cunt as he had. Were there other
things she might enjoy just as much... or more?
"Excuse me, Janet... Johnny..." she said, "I'm a little tired.
Everything has worn me out more than I thought it would. I think I'll go
to my room and rest up a bit."
As she stood up, she smiled, feeling the overwhelming release of her
formerly tense young body was enjoying. No, she thought, she wasn't
ashamed of having Duke lick her cunt... in fact, she wanted to have him do
it again. After all, something that good had to happen more than once.
But there was a time element. She was going to be with her sister only a
week. She knew there might be other pleasures to enjoy, and she wanted to
sort them through to make sure she didn't waste any time.
Sitting in the chair in her room, she found that the mental image of
Duke returned again and again, sometimes alone, sometimes coupled with the
image of her sister. She formed a picture of her older darker sister
nakedly seducing her handsome pet... showing and teaching him how to give
such pleasure. God, those images alone were stirring her even more. There
was never any doubt that Janet and Duke spent long hours together. After
all, this was a secluded area, and there was not another lover for miles
around. The thought of Janet making love with Duke all day in the wild
freedom of the Catskills made the young girl smile to herself.
She heard a slight noise at her side, and she looked down at the German
shepherd, who had followed her silently into her room. She could see that
he was happy, although she didn't know if it was because he was in her
presence or just because living in the woods make him feel free... as free
as it seemed to make Janet feel. Kitty knew that Duke would never feel as
happy in the city as he did here.
Kitty allowed her eyes to wander to the window, delighting in the
scenery of the setting sun against the gentle rolling hills. She found her
thoughts wandering to her brother, Mike. She had not heard from him in
quite some time. It was not his way to keep in touch with people. At one
time he had been a successful engineering student in college but he had
given up that life and had joined a migratory farming family, hoping to
help them overcome their poverty. The one time she had spoken to him after
he had done that, he had told her that he was through with the rat race of
the city... much in the same way Janet felt after her husband died. 'I
must be the only member of our family still living under the pressure of
city life,' she thought.
She began unpacking and putting her clothes in the small dresser when
she noticed a small box and a note that read: "Have fun. Love, Janet."
Kitty opened the box and found a small amount of pot and rolling papers.
Kitty was a little surprised that her sister could be so free with her pot.
After all, it was fairly expensive, and it must be even more expensive out
here away from so many people. And then she remembered that the stuff
grows everywhere. Perhaps Janet planted some herself. It would certainly
be like her.
Shrugging her shoulders, Kitty rolled a cigarette and lit it, inhaling
the thick white smoke. She had at first thought that she could never feel
better than she had in the freedom of the woods, but she was wrong. As the
smoke began to take a hold of her mind, she found that she was better able
to enjoy the feeling of freedom she had come to take almost for granted
during the last few hours. The lovely sunset she could see from her window
was enhanced by the drug, and she relaxed more that she would have thought
possible. 'Yes,' she thought to herself, 'Janet really has it made. It
will be more than a shame to go back to St. Louis. It will be a crime.'
Again she found her thoughts dwelling on her brother. She let her mind
wander to the time when all three of them had lived together in New York
City, before they separated and led their different lives. Playing with
her brother and sister had always been a happy experience, and now, for the
first time in years, they would be together once again. Mike, her brother,
had been more than a sibling... he had been a friend. Kitty was the
youngest, Mike the oldest, and it was perhaps because of that that Mike and
Kitty shared a special relationship. Often times, he would forsake his own
friends to make sure his little sister was not left alone, and Kitty never
forgot things like that. Even though they had been separated for so long,
Kitty found that often her thoughts fixed on her brother, and she was sure
that he often thought of her. She wanted to be as happy as she could when
he came to the house tomorrow. He was flying all the way from California,
and Kitty wanted to make sure that everything was just right for him. She
did not want him to think that his trip would be boring.
And Mike had done so many things, she remembered. While Janet was the
adventurous member of the family, Mike was the experimenter. He had a
vivid imagination, and was never afraid to put it to good use. Kitty began
to think that she would learn a great deal being with her family again. If
her experience with Duke was any indication of what Janet was capable of,
Kitty began to feel that her whole life might change from this week. It
would not only be a house warming, but perhaps a re-awakening in her own
life. She knew she would never be the same again.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
"Come in," she said, eager for some company. Janet walked in and sat
down on the bed.
"Hi, Sis," the older woman said. "I see you found my little present."
"Yes, it was sort of hard not to find. You want some? I hate getting
stoned alone."
Janet took the slowly burning joint and inhaled deeply. "You know," she
said, "there's nothing like getting stoned and talking about old times."
Kitty nodded. Often times with her friends in college, she had gotten
stoned and passed many hours dwelling on the past. It always gave her a
warm feeling, and she was certain that she would get the same feeling now.
"Janet, you can't know how happy I am that we're all going to be
together again. It's been so long. There's a lot of catching up to do."
"You sound as though you've been very lonely, living in St. Louis," her
older sister remarked.
"Oh, it's not bad," Kitty said. "It was something I had to do. I
couldn't stay in New York... not after John."
Janet looked pensive at the mention of her sister's lover. "Just what
happened there?" she asked the blonde Kitty. "For a long while, I thought
you and he were going to get married. At least that's what your letters
seemed to say."
A pained look came over Kitty's face, and Janet could tell that she had
still not gotten over the man. "It's something a woman doesn't like to
talk about," she told her sister, lowering her head to avoid Janet's
questioning stare.
"Maybe not a woman," Janet said in a soothing voice, "but a sister...
that's something different."
Kitty took another drag on the joint. She had been keeping this bottled
up inside her for so long... perhaps if she talked about it, things would
look better. Everything about Janet's cabin suggested total honesty and
openness. It seemed only natural that she should talk about the only man
she had ever loved. "You know, I was very much in love with him," she
began, lifting her head and looking at her sister in the eyes. Janet
nodded. Sensing that it might be needed, the older woman began rolling
another joint.
"Well," Kitty continued, silently grateful that her older sister was
making everything as easy for her as she could. "I thought I knew
everything about him there was to know. He seemed so open with me, so
loving, so patient and understanding. He never talked about marriage, and
I never brought it up, but I thought that someday... well..."
"Well, what happened to change all of that?" Janet asked. "It sounds to
me as though you had everything going for you. Did he find another woman?"
"He sure did," said Kitty, fighting unsuccessfully to keep a slow
burning hatred from her voice. "He found one before he had even met me.
Janet, he was married. He had been married for at least a year before I
knew him."
A frown came over Janet's face. She could imagine what had been running
through her younger sister's mind when she found out. Something like that
could be a shock no one would recover from.
"Well, what happened? Did he tell you or what?"
Kitty took a deep breath, sighing to relieve the tension she could feel
mounting in her body at the dredging of painful memories. Even though she
was feeling very stoned, she was not as relaxed as she had been before.
But she had to continue. She had to get everything out in the open.
"John... he came to my house one evening... with his wife. He told me
that he had talked everything over with her, and she was willing to accept
me. In fact, she thought it was a big joke. He said he wanted to have the
both of us at the same time, and he knew it would be all right with me."
The sisterly love Janet had for Kitty was becoming more and more
evident. She could see that the lovely blonde was on the verge of tears.
For a moment, she thought she should end the discussion, and she was just
about to say something to change the topic, but Kitty continued.
"He was perfect in bed, Jan," Kitty said after another deep breath. "We
would fuck five... six times a night. He had a long, thick... well...
he was beautiful. He could make me cum like a tidal wave. Sure, he was
the only man I ever had, but I never had any thoughts of finding out what
someone else was like. He was all I wanted... and I needed him so badly."
Kitty was surprised that she could speak so frankly about her affair.
She had never felt so open with another woman. Her curvaceous darker
sister's patience seemed to make Kitty want to tell her. "When he brought
his wife to my house and suggested that he have both of us at once, I was
shocked. I was even more shocked when he and his wife began undressing
right there in front of me. I couldn't move, Janet. I was... shocked."
Her uninhibited discussion of her love affair was burning like a bellows
fanning the smoldering embers in her belly and loins. She had almost
forgotten what it was like to have his thick, hard cock sawing in and out
between her loins, and the memory made her shift in her seat. Her
sex-sensitive vaginal lips brushed against the seat of the chair, adding
fresh fuel to the lascivious memory.
"My God," whispered Janet. "It's almost impossible to think that a man
could be so cold, so heartless."
Kitty continued as though she hadn't heard her sister's comment. "His
wife was lovely. She was about my age, a little fuller though... lush jet
black hair, ripe buttocks and... well... breasts. Her hair was so long
that went past her waist. She had the same dark fullness on her vagina.
That dark triangle outlined her cunt so blatantly. He fucked her while I
was watching. I just stood there, watching her writhe beneath him as his
cock went in and out of her. I could hear her moaning under his thrusts...
thrusts that I thought were for me alone. Then she came. It was terrible.
Even though I hated him right then, I wished he were fucking me and making
me cum instead of her. Then she asked me if I wanted to join the fun. She
wanted me to lick her cunt. She joked that at least then I would get to
taste her husband's sperm as I licked it away from her pussy!"
Janet could feel her own body trembling at her sister's story. She knew
why Kitty was angry with John for what he had done. She was angry because
he had not been honest with her. Love is based on trust, and her lover had
betrayed that trust. It was something no one should do.
"And then John said he would suck my cunt while I licked hers. He said
everything would be just fine, that there was more than enough of him to go
around. His wife seemed to think this was funny. And even then, I loved
him. I almost did it, Janet. I almost did it. I thought that if I did, he
would love me, love me the way he had before. Besides, licking her cunt
wouldn't be so bad. I had done something like that once before. But I
trusted him, and he didn't trust me back. Love should be shared, not toyed
with. I finally kicked them out of my house. I just lost control. I
never heard from him again."
The older woman moved to her sister, noticing that her own vaginal lips
had become swollen at the arousing sexual description of her sister's
affair. As she moved, she could feel her vaginal juice seep warmly against
the sheer nylon of her panty crotchband, and her movements brought her
panty tighter against her sensitive pussy. As she put her arm around her
sister to comfort her, she felt an additional tingling softness coursing
through her loins.
"It's good that you got that out of your system," Janet said, drawing
her younger sister tightly against her shoulder. "You shouldn't keep
things like that bottled up inside."
Kitty nodded. "I feel so much better now. Everything about this place
makes me want to open up." She felt warm and secure resting lightly in her
sister's arm, and she closed her eyes, feeling all the tension flow from
her body like water through a sieve. She felt closer to her sister now
than she ever had before. In addition to telling her about her affair, she
had never thought she could mention so freely that she had sucked another
woman's cunt. She had been a little surprised by the fact that this didn't
seem to bother Janet. In fact, the shapely older woman seemed to take it
all in stride.
The sun had completely set during Kitty's story, and the room was now
bathed in the soft light of a lamp resting near the bed. Everything was so
still, so peaceful. Kitty felt like a little girl again. Sitting here
with her sister, she found that her thoughts had returned again to a
happier time, a time of her youth, a time of innocence and fantasy, a time
when the sometimes harsh realities of life did not exist.
It was as though Janet could read her mind. She removed her arm from
Kitty's shoulder and looked at her sister in the eye. "You know what we
should do?" she asked. "We should sleep together like we used to. We can
become children again. You can put everything out of your mind for a
while, and start all over again in the morning. Sort of like a
resurrection."
Kitty looked in her sister's eyes, and sensed something she had never
noticed before. Even though Janet had been a warm person for as long as
Kitty could remember, the love-torn blonde saw something deeper in her
sister's eyes than concern. She was not sure if it was just because she
was high. Certainly that might have something to do with it. But there
was something present in Janet's eyes that expressed more than sisterly
love... something deeper, more total. She wondered for a short while if
she were imagining things. Was she losing her mind? She allowed her own
eyes to wander from Janet's face to the full mounds of her breasts. She
wanted to touch them, wanted to feel their softness in her hands, wanted to
express that which she saw in Janet's eyes. She was beginning to feel lust,
a stronger lust than she had ever felt before. Was she about to experience
something new again? Could this be the beginning of another milestone in
her life? At first she did not want to admit these feelings to herself.
This was her sister! If she was wrong, she would never be able to take the
rejection. Learning the truth about John had been bad enough. She would
never be able to live with her self if she were wrong again. But if she
were right and did not follow her feelings to be expressed...
Oh, God... she was so stoned from the pot she had smoked that she
couldn't make her mind work. Stoned... and aroused. Aroused by the
presence of her sister.
Janet watched her sister's face go through several expressions of doubt.
She stood up from the bed and began undressing for sleep. In no time, she
had squirmed her naked body between the sheets, delighting in their
softness against her swelling breast nipples. Without saying a word, Kitty
too, undressed and slipped naked beside her sister in the huge double bed.
Kitty's cheeks felt warm and flush with the rush of blood excitedly
coloring them at her vulnerable feelings, and she sensed the warmth of her
older sister's soft skin as she allowed her ass-cheeks to come into contact
with Janet's.
Wild impulses spread like firebrands through Kitty's desire-infused
young body as she felt Janet's body turn over and her arm gently drawing
her into a cuddling closeness. The older woman eased over toward her,
placing her lush white breasts at a level with Kitty's face. Then Janet's
other hand began a slow caress on the crown of her head, almost lovingly
stroking her hair as she pressed Kitty's unresisting face into the
sweet-smelling resilience of her warm, full breasts, their little hardened
cherry-like ripened nipples ready to burst!
"You're a very beautiful woman, Kitty," Janet whispered. "Your hair is
as soft as silk." The heat of her breath was like a torrid cloud floating
down over Kitty's boldly nuzzling face. "You're a lovely woman, and I'm
going to make you feel good. I'm going to make you feel so good..."
Kitty felt her own arm moving as if of its own volition, her hand
creeping over the soft smooth flesh of Janet's slender waist and around
back to clasp at the warm hollow of her spine. Excitedly, she embraced the
older woman, prepared to give herself fully to this wonderful intoxication.
She trailed her eager fingers over the warm vibrant flesh of Janet's
satin-smooth skin, returning to trace the path of her rib cage upward,
until she brushed over the softly yielding ripeness of Janet's milk-white
breasts against her face.
Kitty heard her sister gasp at the sensitive contact, and she raised her
face, their eyes meeting and searching, each looking to see if their
feelings for each other were the same. Kitty stretched her long legs then,
pressing her naked body tighter against the soft contours that molded so
well to hers. Her hand slipped in a gentle cupping caress over Janet's
firm, full breast, her own chest heavily rising and falling beneath as she
pressed her belly softly against her sister's.
"I want to love you," Kitty said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I
want to love you, and I want you to love me..."
Kitty was waiting for her older sister to answer with words, but
instead, she felt Janet's hand move to the swelling mound of one breast and
tenderly grasp it, sending a thrill of delight quaking over her waiting
flesh. The sheet was brushed away, and the both of them lay totally
exposed to the cool night air, while Janet's desire-giving fingers danced
lightly over Kitty's tingling body. They caught one tiny nipple, then the
other, rolling and squeezing them with skill and delicacy. The young
girl's sensually aroused flesh began to respond to Janet's touch, and Janet
herself was thrilling to the caressing of her younger sister's hands.
Suddenly, Kitty felt her passionate sister slipping downward in the bed.
She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch in excited anticipation
as the older girl's voluptuous white curves slithered warmly downward on
top of her, easing Kitty's own legs and thighs insistently apart with the
wedging pressure of her supple, shapely body. With her hands, Janet spread
the rounded fullness of Kitty's trembling thighs even wider open until her
blonde curl-sprinkled loins and pouting vaginal lips were completely
exposed to the sparkling brown eyes gleaming hungrily down from only inches
above. And then Janet dropped her head, nestling her face into the soft,
intimate hollow between the panting love-torn girl's widespread legs.
Instantly, the entrance of Kitty's cunt was swept up in a maze of erotic
sensations which rippled through her belly as she felt searing kisses along
the heated flesh of her inner thighs, felt the warm puffs of breath, and
the wet, burning contact of Janet's tongue. Kitty's breath caught in her
throat as Janet traced the inner softness of her cuntal slit again and
again, licking in long, sweeping strokes from top to bottom... causing
Kitty to reflexively raise her naked loins to each maddening stroke of the
magic, up-lifting tongue.
Kitty felt her tiny clitoris quivering erect and knew that it was
peering out from its hooded canopy, swelling with the first stab on
intensive sensation as her sister's tongue grazed wetly over it. She
expelled her breath with a ragged, hissing sound, slowly tossing her head
when the lust-driven oral invader eased hotly in between the desire-flushed
lips of her cunt, worming upward through the already wildly inflamed
crevice toward the straining little bud of her clitoris.
The blonde girl's throat began to hum with unintelligible gurglings.
She held her breath, then exploded it sharply at the electrifying contact
of the delightfully exploring female tongue with her tiny erotic nerve
center. And then came new delights as she felt Janet's hands creep upward
over the tensing muscles of her quivering belly, smoothing higher and
higher to fondle and caress the nipple-hardened fullness of Kitty's firm
white breasts, while her open mouth became ravenous below. Hot and wet,
with flushed lips glued to the hair-fringed flesh of her seething pussy,
Kitty felt the stabbing wet heat of Janet's lashing tongue laving and
whipping her swollen pleasure-bud. Greedily the older woman began to
possess the burning, fluid cunt beneath her, spearing and licking
everywhere until it seemed to Kitty that her lust-inflamed vagina had been
invaded by an entire legion of squirming, racing tongues. But no, it was
just a single tongue racing up the hotly throbbing channel of her clutching
cunt, worming into the tiny slit of her passage, returning to press against
her aching clitoris with maddening precision, and then driving hard up into
her sizzling cuntal channel again... over and over until she was gasping
and writhing in mindless delight.
Ripples of lustful enchantment convulsed the naked flesh of the young
girl's wildly pistoning body. Knowing hands taunted the heaving mounds of
her palpitating breasts and tweaked their bursting nipples, while licking
little flames of sensual fire tongued at the hot, fluid sanctuary of her
offered cunt. Loud wet sucking sounds filled the wood-paneled bedroom and
blended with Kitty's desperate moans as she rapidly drew back her legs,
thrusting her loins salaciously upward to bring the wild pleasure-giving
tongue tighter into the hungering core of her naked flesh.
Duke, who had followed Kitty into the bedroom, who had been lulled to
sleep by the two girls' soft conversation, had been stirred when the two
sisters undressed and went to bed. Now he was eagerly aware of their
actions, his keen nostrils noting the familiar scent of feminine aroma.
His own animal loins began to respond heavily to its savory excitement.
His ears twitched at the whimpering sounds coming from the bed, and a whine
of want and need escaped his throat. He moved closer to the bed, then
hesitated, confused by the strange position of the two women, and knowing
that he was not allowed to jump on the bed. And yet, the scent of the
women's cuntal fluids was overwhelming, and his animal mind fought with his
needs and his training. His super- sensitive ears could pick up the
delicious moans of the women, and even though he could not understand what
they meant, he found that the sheer sounds were almost as arousing at the
smells permeating the room. "Oooooohhhhh... aaaaaaahhhh... Janet...
aaaaaaaahhhh, that feels so good, oh darling..." Kitty was wailing in a
high pitched voice, reaching down at the same time to clutch at the full,
brunette hair of her sister's buried head. "Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh... it's
beautiful...!" she gasped, not even hearing her own words, so lost in her
lust was she. The times she had made love to other women were nothing like
this. Those girls had been nothing but friends, and their act of
love-making something that was sort of a game. This was an action of love,
a deep expression of the love two sisters shared for each other... a love
that could only be expressed in one way. It was total, and the delightful
sensations were made even more delightful by the arousing effects of
marijuana. Kitty had wanted to feel as free as she could with her sister,
and she pulled all stops, allowing herself to delight as much as she could
in her sister's warm, wet cunt licking.
And then two things happened that Kitty would never have imagined. She
felt the weight of Duke as the dog found that he could no longer control
his animal lust and jumped up onto the bed. And Janet removed her mouth
from between Kitty's intensively fired cunt mouth! Kitty reached out to
make Janet return her lips to her wetly gushing pussy, but the older woman
gracefully slipped from her reaching hands.
"Would you like to experience something better than you've ever had
before?" the older woman asked.
The desire-crazed younger sister found that thinking was hard, and she
raised her head to look at the older woman. "Why did you stop licking my
cunt?" she moaned in a pleading voice. "I was about to cum."
"I have something better in mind for you," the aroused older woman said.
"Duke will make you cum, and you'll love it. I know you will."
"Duke?" asked Kitty. She remembered how happy the dog had made her feel
while she took her bath, but she never once thought that Janet would be so
obvious about her dog's talents. She wasn't sure that she wanted Duke to
fuck her, though. True, the well trained dog had made her happy once
before, but she wanted to make love to her sister. She wanted to show
Janet how happy she was that she would be staying with her for a week.
Still, the thought of how total her orgasm had been when Duke licked her
played on her mind, and the thought of allowing the dog to fuck her instead
of her sister was beginning to sound very good. And besides, hadn't she
willingly offered Duke to her? She must want her to have the best orgasm
she could. Kitty resolved that if her sister wanted her to have such a
wonderful orgasm, she was not about to turn it down. She stared at the
stunning brunette still lying between her widespread thighs which she had
slowly lowered to the bed. Her lust-inflamed emotions were still
controlling her wantonly sprawled young body, and she found that she could
hardly wait to sample more of the wonderful dog's abilities.
"He's so beautiful, Kitty. I know you'll love it," the older sister
whispered hotly. "I want you to enjoy your stay with me as much as
possible, and there is no better way than to have Duke fuck you. As long
as you stay with me, you can have him any time. I want you to know that."
As she spoke, she raised up on her knees, her cherry-nippled breasts
swaying tantalizingly over Kitty's face, and then she was turning to pet
the panting German shepherd who stood beside her on the bed.
Kitty stared at both of them, the feeling that she was closer to her
sister now than ever before making her tingly all over. Still, she could
hardly think about everything that was happening, not with the passion
Janet's sensuous oral lovemaking had set off inside her. God...! It
couldn't end... not like this. She had to cum... she had to have
release... and Janet, the woman who had caused these sensations must have
the same release. She didn't know what to think, and she decided that she
would allow her older sister to do what ever she thought best.
"Are you ready, Kitty?" she heard her loving sister moan.
"Yes," was all Kitty was able to say. Her body was still writhing as
she fought to keep the delightful sensations flowing in her loins during
this interlude.
"Good. Get up on your knees! Go ahead, turn over and get up on your
knees," she said. Kitty did as she was told, spreading her legs as wide as
she could. She could feel Janet's hot breath against her skin, and Kitty
closed her eyes, feeling that there had never been a more loving sister in
the whole world.
There was a tightness in Kitty's erotically quivering belly as she
lowered her face to the pillow, the vulnerability of her exposed and
upthrust loins behind her a delightfully naked feeling she had never known,
not even with her first and only lover. She tingled inside at the thought
of her sister licking her cunt, wishing that she would again return her
head to her vaginal lips. Her pussy was on fire, and she wondered what was
taking Janet so long to do what she was going to do.
"Get ready, Kitty, darling. I promise you a treat unlike anything
you've ever had before," Janet hissed in a feverish whisper.
Her naked buttocks raised high and her tremoring thighs spread wide,
Kitty tried to twist her head with cheek still pressed to the pillow to get
some idea of what was about to happen behind her kneeling body. She saw
Duke standing with ears perked and open-jawed, his long pink tongue hanging
loose and to one side as his rounded eyes gleamed at her salaciously
displayed ass- cheeks. At the same time, she saw and felt Janet's hands on
the stretched ovals of her upthrust buttocks, spreading them apart as far
as she could.
"There, Duke," Kitty heard Janet's lust-filled voice say. "Have you
ever seen anything more inviting than that? Oh, Kitty, you have the most
beautiful, tiniest asshole in the whole world. I have to kiss it."
A passionate shiver rippled over Kitty's naked young body as she felt
her older sister's face nuzzling warmly between the half moons of her
spread-open buttocks... then the delightful sensations her moistened lips
enticed as they pressed hotly against the tiny sensitive opening of her
puckered anus. Her wildly searching tongue followed up to lick and probe,
pressuring slightly into the reflexively clenching orifice, while Kitty
gasped in pleasure beneath the brunette widow's lascivious mouthing.
Duke's whimper floated to her ears, and then Janet's delicious
manipulations stopped.
"All right, all right, lover," Kitty heard her sister say. "Now it's
your turn. Go ahead while I open her beautiful little pussy-hole for you."
Janet coaxed the dog with smooth, gentle words, and Kitty found her self
trying to spread her nakedly straining thighs even wider, picturing the
appearance of her own voluptuous nakedness in her mind's eye. She heard
the dog's excited panting, and sensed his hot breath against the soft white
mounds of her buttocks, then she felt his long, laving tongue slithering
hotly into the smooth crevice separating them. Again, Kitty moaned at the
electrifying contact, immediately feeling the feverish impulses of lust
stabbing wildly through her warmly secreting pussy and quaking belly.
Janet had no way of knowing that Duke had already licked her to orgasm
once. She decided not to tell her, though, that she had already felt the
heavenly bliss of her animal-lover's tongue in her cunt. It might spoil
the feeling of giving, Janet was obviously experiencing. All that mattered
anyway, at least now, was that she had to cum. She could not think of
anything else.
Kitty felt Janet's hands firmly clutching at her upraised buttocks,
pulling the soft cheeks farther apart to give Duke full access to her
widely gaping anus. His hot tongue wetly caressed it, then drove lower to
splay open her tender blonde-fringed pussy lips, grazing the seething pink
clitoral flesh on its way to her hardened little clitoris. She gasped out
in impassioned joy, trying to inch her knees even farther apart and open
the pulsing pink crevice between her straining thighs to him. His long,
curling animal-tongue thrust ardently, sweeping in a burning liquid flame
through the sizzling wet inner flesh of her loins and flickering at the
tiny grasping mouth of her tight vagina, stroking her hungrily offered
loins to a still more intensive heat before he suddenly moved into an
unexpected position, astonishing the young girl as she knelt before him.
Kitty tensed as her sister's massive pet's furry body crowded in close
against her upraised buttocks. She was abruptly aware that Duke was
standing on his hind legs, his powerful forelegs gripping at the naked
flesh of her hips.
And then Kitty knew what her sister had meant when she said Duke was
going to fuck her!