Morning Heat
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Part 5: Paying the Piper
Erotica Sex Story: Part 5: Paying the Piper - The neighbor’s dog is in heat and Ashley knows what it is to want sex and not get it, so she helps Rex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Bestiality Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex AI Generated
“Michael,” I whispered, voice shaking. “I ... I couldn’t stop.”
He didn’t answer. He just watched, chest rising and falling, as another thick rope of dog cum pumped into me and began to leak out around the knot, running down my spread thighs in messy rivulets. My hormones surged again at the sight of my husband seeing everything, and fresh guilt twisted low in my belly even as my body kept coming around Rex’s cock.
The bedroom stayed frozen for what felt like forever. Michael’s suitcase hit the floor with a dull thud, but he didn’t move any closer. His eyes stayed locked on the place where Rex’s knot was buried inside me, stretching my pussy wide and pulsing with every fresh spurt of hot cum.
“Jesus Christ, Ashley,” he said, voice low and rough. “Look at you. You’re on your knees getting fucked by the dog like some filthy bitch in heat.”
My cheeks burned. I tried to pull away but the knot held me tight, another thick rope of dog cum pumping deep into my cunt and leaking out around the seal to run down my thighs in sticky streams. “I know,” I whispered, voice shaking. “I’m disgusting. I let him mount me every day. I spread my legs for him and beg him to knot me. I’m a dog slut, Michael. Your wife is a nasty, depraved animal whore.”
He took one slow step forward, chest rising fast. “You’re dripping all over the floor. That red cock is pumping cum into you and you’re just taking it. You’re nothing but a cum-dump for the dog now, aren’t you?”
I nodded, tears stinging my eyes even as another orgasm fluttered through me from the constant pressure on my g-spot. “Yes. I’m a worthless bitch. I let Rex eat my pussy every morning and then I suck him until he’s hard enough to breed me. I swallow his cum and let him fill my cunt because I can’t stop. I’m disgusting. I’m a perverted dog-fucking slut and you should hate me.”
Michael’s hand dropped to the front of his pants. The outline of his cock was unmistakable, thick and straining against the fabric. He rubbed it once, then again, breathing harder. “Fuck ... look at that mess leaking out of you. I can’t stop thinking about it. You on all fours, ass up, taking every inch while he knots you and pumps you full. God, you’re such a nasty girl.”
I blinked through the haze of shame and hormones. The words weren’t landing the way I expected. He wasn’t yelling or storming out. He was hard. Really hard. My stomach flipped with a new, sharper guilt.
“You’re ... you’re turned on,” I said, voice cracking. “You love this. You love seeing your wife get fucked by the dog.”
He didn’t deny it. His hand squeezed his cock through his pants. “I do. I’ve never been this fucking hard. Keep talking. Tell me how much of a dog slut you are.”
The knot finally started to shrink. Rex shifted behind me, tugging gently, and a thick flood of mixed cum poured out of my stretched hole, splattering onto the floor between my knees. I stayed on all fours, panting, watching my husband’s face as the last of Rex’s seed dripped from my swollen pussy.
Michael stepped closer, unzipping his pants. His cock sprang free, already leaking at the tip. “Get on the bed,” he ordered, voice thick. “Both of you. I want to see it up close.”
I crawled onto the mattress on shaky arms, cum still running down my thighs. Rex hopped up after me, nose already pushing between my legs again. Michael stripped fast, climbed onto the bed behind us, and reached down to spread my ass cheeks so he could watch Rex’s tongue lap at the mess leaking from my cunt.
“Fuck, Ashley,” he groaned, stroking himself. “You’re really letting him do this. You’re really my little dog whore.”
I buried my face in the pillow, voice muffled and shaking. “Yes. I’m your filthy bitch. I let the dog eat your wife’s pussy and fill her with cum. I’m so ashamed but I can’t stop. I need it.”
Michael moved up beside me, cock brushing my cheek. “Open your mouth. Taste what he did to me while I watch.”
I turned my head and took him between my lips, sucking the salty pre-cum from his tip while Rex’s tongue worked deeper into my dripping cunt. The wet sounds filled the room—Rex lapping, Michael’s fist sliding over his shaft, my own soft moans around his cock.
Michael’s free hand tangled in my hair. “That’s it. Suck your husband while the dog cleans your used pussy. You’re such a disgusting, perfect slut.”
I moaned around his length, hips rocking back against Rex’s tongue, fresh guilt and fresh heat twisting together low in my belly as the three of us settled into the bed, the afternoon light still bright through the curtains.
I stayed on all fours on the bed, thighs trembling. Michael’s cock was rock-hard, the head shiny with pre-cum as he stroked it right in front of my face.
“God, you’re such a filthy fucking bitch,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “Look at that mess pouring out of your cunt. You really let the dog breed you like a worthless animal whore.”
My face burned hotter. I swallowed hard, trying to push past the shame. “I did. I spread my legs for him every day. I beg him to knot me and fill me until it leaks everywhere. I’m disgusting. I’m a depraved dog slut who can’t stop fucking her pet.”
Michael’s hand moved faster on his shaft. “Keep going. Tell me how nasty you are.”