Chapter 4

I pushed Jenny back onto the couch bed, kicking off my jeans and boxers. I was so excited that there wasn’t any foreplay at all. My cock was up solid; I just parted her legs and shoved it straight up into her. She was soaking wet, wrapping her legs around me and meeting my thrusts. She was clearly highly excited too, her hand still rubbing at her clit as I fucked her. This was usually an encouraging sign that mutual dirty whisperings were on the programme agenda, followed by a massive finale!

“So who’s getting horny now, playing with her pussy to remember what a naughty girl she’s been?” I teased, as I fucked her slowly. “I suppose you now want to know what this wide awake pussy has been doing while your poor drunken brain was fast asleep? It’s been a very greedy pussy, it’s wanted everything imaginable shoved up it.”

“So tell me,” she hissed, rubbing her own clitoris hard as I slowed and just rocked my cock gently in and out of her.”Just tell me just what a dirty fucking slut I’ve been, I want to know about it, all of it.”

I wasn’t sure if it was my cock or her own fingers that were building up this passion but I didn’t care.

“Well first you sat in a pub beer garden with your legs apart and fucked yourself with a whiskey glass while the landlord was probably pulling his cock in the office, watching you do it on the CTV.” As I whispered this blatant lie to her I noticed her breath quickening, and her shuddering start.

“No. not just making me the pub porn star, I could live with that. I mean those fucking photos you took back here afterwards. “ She croaked. “Just tell me what you let that fucking Boxer dog do to me after you’d showed it my cunt to get it randy. Tell me, all of it. What the hell else did you let it do to me while I was drunk? Surely not coax that bloody dog into trying to fuck your own bloody wife?”

My answer would have been a hasty negative, has she not actually been masturbating as she said it.

‘Someone has gone into kinky overdrive again,’ I thought.’ I hope my imagination is up to all this.’

“Its better I show you instead” I answered, pulling my cock back out of her cunt and standing up. I pulled her round half off the bed so her feet were on the floor and her legs were well apart.

“First the dog licked you like this for about ten minutes while you laid back and I took those photos of him doing it.” I got down onto my knees on the floor and started licking away at her pussy just like the dog had, pulling her hand away from her clitoris when she went to stoke herself again.

“No, stop it,” I said. “Hands off. You didn’t need to help him do it last night, you’ve seen the photo’s, you had both hands on the bed cover, clutching at lumps of it while that dog was nearly making you come with his tongue.” I put her hands palm down at each side of her legs, “Like this” I said, while covering over her hands and making her fingers keep squeezing at the bed cover. She got the idea and kept on doing it as I took my hands away and just kept licking hard at her open cunt. “Sorry that my own tongue isn’t half as long as his was. It went right up inside your greedy pussy Jen. Didn’t you see on those photos just how rough that fucking dog was doing this to you, or how far he was getting his tongue up into your cunt?

“As far as this,” I grunted as I shoved three fingers right up into her now well gaped open pussy, getting almost half my hand inside her. Getting no answer I repeated louder, “Well, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” Jen croaked huskily, “I knew I was being licked inside out, he made my cunt soaking wet.”

“Not as wet as his cock did when you turned over, shall I show you just what he did to you next too?

When she nodded dumbly I stopped licking her, stood up and leaned over her, my hands on the bed to fuck her, I was standing between her legs still apart over the edge of the bed, feet on the floor.

The next bit was totally made up, because after licking at her for only ten minutes Jack had heard his owner calling him. I’d let him out of the van and he’d gone off in the night then but Jenny obviously didn’t know this true version. I just made up a heavy duty fantasy for Jen to think that she really HAD been dog fucked last night. I was getting more confident now she might really believe it. I knew just how wild Jenny’s vivid sexual imagination worked when she went into her ‘pussy play’ mode. That made me even more keen to make it totally convincing, happy in the knowledge that Jenny would probably play all this back on ‘memory recall’ the next time she had her hand down her pants on her own, or playing with herself in the shower. With this in mind I made up quite a good and convincing ‘true’ account for her, (even if it was slightly borrowed from a dog porn movie I’d seen.)

“Then the dog tried to jump up to fuck you, like this,” I said, fumbling my cock up against her pussy, touching in her cunt lips but not getting up her, I pulled it back each time it did slip inside her. I could tell by the way she was thrusting her cunt up at me that she was desperate for anything up it now, probably even Jack for real, if he’d barked at our door. But I just carried on with my ‘true’ story.

“His red cock had come out and got hard, but he was too low down to fuck you properly, he couldn’t get it up inside, only jab it against your slit. You were so excited you kept on trying to push your cunt forward onto the dogs cock to get it in, just like you are doing to mine now but it kept slipping away again while you were laid on your back, like this,” I added, pulling my cock back away from her cunt.

“What were you doing you pervert?” she panted hoarsely. “Sitting with a hard on watching the dog trying his best to fuck me I suppose? Waiting for your turn on your wife after he’d come in me?”

I realised Jen was getting quite dirty and frantic now, masturbating hard again and almost making herself come by really warming to the erotic images flooding through her head of what I’d let a dog to her in our Camper last night. Jesus, I couldn’t believe she was now talking this dirty about her being a fucked by a dog, a bloody dog. I’d thought she was going to be horrified at what I was telling her or upset. Plan B was to just tell her I was winding her up about it and lying but no, I saw she was obviously getting off on what she ‘thought’ she’d done. ‘Ok Girl,’ I thought. ‘ I’ll make it good then.’

“Yes, I was playing with my cock watching you.” I said, this part at least was the truth, despite all the rest of my story being pure bullshit. “I was going to stop him and pull him down off you until I saw that you obviously wanted him to fuck you. You were desperately trying to push your cunt up onto his cock you randy bitch, that’s just what you were to him, a dirty bitch on heat who needed fucking”