Grace and the Longest Tie
Copyright© 2019 by Laura75CD
Prologue
Erotica Sex Story: Prologue - Grace, a professional artist is widowed with three eighteen year old sons. She is asked to paint very erotic scenes by an unknown customer for a high price. She finds herself becoming very turned on as she paints them. She goes to an Adult Store and purchases toys and books that her sons find. The unknown customer is a Women's Club that she is forced to join and made to act out very deviant fantasies involving incest and bestiality leading up to The Longest Tie Dog Competition. Part 1 of 2.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Zoophilia Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Mother Daughter BDSM DomSub Light Bond Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Petting Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Water Sports Public Sex Size 2nd POV Porn Theatre
THE PRESENT
I was being awaken. Someone was between my legs licking my pussy. What was happening? Everything was coming back. It wasn’t a dream, then. I opened my eyes.
The first thing I saw was a dress. Well, half a dress. The top and the veil. I peered down my body. I was still wearing the thick white corset that covered my body from below my breasts down to the beginning of my ass that I had been given the night before.
And what was licking me between my legs was one of the three dogs that had come with the dress, I looked to my left and the other two were there. Lying on the floor, awake and looking at me.
It was Dexter, between my legs and his brothers Dagon and Dylan on the floor.
This would be the third time Dexter had mated with me. The other two had both done me that fateful evening and I had no doubt I would soon be on my hands and knees submitting to all of them again.
I could hear movement down stairs. I groaned. My three sons were up. They must not find out.
And the attack on my pussy by Dexter’s tongue was having its affect on my person. Involuntarily my legs widened and my right hand moved down to stroke his head and gently push him further into me.
What was I doing? What had I become?
I had been introduced to these beasts just twelve hours ago and now I was a dog slut. Something I would never have imagined I could ever do. Let not just one dog have sex with me but THREE dogs! German Shepherds. They each had different colored collars but there were other slight body markings to identify them, too. Dexter was a lighter shade of gray. Dagon had a floppy left ear and Dylan had a much darker nose. They all had silver plates with their names engraved hanging on a small chain from the collar.
I, too, was wearing a collar. Just like theirs. Mine was jet black with a gold plate and my name.
The dogs all mated exactly the same. Fast, furious, and possessive. I was their human bitch. They were my masters. And I was ready again to be submissive to them.
Dexter knew by instinct I was ready. He moved away and with his left paw he pushed it against my thigh.
I rolled over on the bed hugging one of the pillows and burying my face in another to hopefully muffle my sounds. I even waggled my butt inviting him to do the bestial act. My heart even started to beat fast with anticipation.
The animal was upon me in a flash. He weighed over 80 pounds and as soon as his paws wrapped themselves around my waist and his body touched mine he started to thrust. And thrust. And thrust.
I actually had a small climax, my hands clenching, waiting for the penetration from his cock.
I didn’t have to wait long. Five bangs of that weapon of his that got stronger with each contact with my ass and on the sixth it was inside me.
I screamed into my pillow as the cock thrust like a piston on a train engine flying like the famous Dutchman train on the railway lines. Back and forth. Faster and faster. And little jets of hot precum oiling up my passage. Getting ready. Ready. Ready...
And I was cumming. From my vagina up to my brain. My back legs were trembling as his hind legs trampled on them.
The thrusting of that cock inside me was making me gasp into the pillow and it had grown and grown as it’s owner possessed my very soul.
Then I felt it. The knot. It was outside hitting against the lips of my vagina, trying to get in and once it was in I was his again. Forever.
And then it happened. With one almighty thrust that huge ball of flesh shot inside me and at the same time a blast of hot fluid shot up coating my womb. Then as the beast above me stopped thrusting his cock he pored forth more and more of his semen into my human body. I shouted the noise muffled by the pillow.
I welcomed it. I wanted it. I desired it. I climaxed over and over again.
I was a doggie fucking whore! And my other two were waiting to play...