Chapter 1

Not hearing an answer to her knock on the Hartley's kitchen door, Bette Linder opened the door and stepped into the kitchen. She knew Cindy Hartley was home. She had seen her little convertible parked in the garage.

It was not uncommon for either of these two very good friends to walk into one another's homes. They had been neighbors for the past three years and all four of them got along beautifully.

Not finding Cindy in the kitchen, Bette went into the tastefully furnished living room but there was no sign of the pretty redhead. Just as she was about to leave, Bette heard Cindy's voice coming from the bedroom.

Probably talking to her husband, Greg, Bette smiled. Not that she blamed Cindy. Greg was quite a hunk of man. Handsome, wonderful physique and he was really hung with a terrific cock and balls. Several times at parties, she'd danced with Greg and during these closely held times, she had felt Greg get a semi-hardon.

When she had felt his even half-hard cock against her, she had almost flipped. He had a nice big thick one, she knew and would loved to have had the opportunity to see and feel it when it was hard, but she never had the chance to.

Bette had her hand on the bedroom doorknob and was just about to open the door when Cindy's thick, sobbing voice stopped her.

"Come here, Sultan. Come here, you lovely, big-cocked Doberman. Let Mommy feel that nice big, thick prick. Oooohh Sultan, you're really hard and so long. Hard and ready to give Mommy the sucking and fucking she wants. Aren't you Sultan?"

Bette's mouth dropped open in flabbergasted amazement. There was a look of misunderstanding horror in her eyes at the import of Cindy's lust- filled cries.

Sultan was the name of the Hartley's big, black Doberman but surely Cindy could not be playing with the dog's cock. Yet, there was no denying the words that reached her ears a moment ago or that whining dog sound or the overpowering desire from the obviously highly aroused Cindy.

"Oh. Oh. Suck me Sultan. Oh God, lick my pussy. Oh that feels so wonderful. Lick my cunt with that big, rough tongue of yours. Aaaaggghh, suck my pussy. Eat me Sultan. Tongue my pussy good."

Impelled by an excitement and overwhelming curiosity, Bette slowly pushed open the door, her eyes glued to the widening crack. She felt her body invaded by a thousand electric shocks as she stared at the bizarre scene unfolding before her.

Cindy, bare-assed naked, was sprawled across the bed, her ass and hips resting right on the edge of the mattress. Standing between her damp thighs, his black, hairy head pressed against Cindy's wet, juicy, pink- lipped cunt was Sultan, the Doberman.

"Good dog. Oh, you lovely animal." Bette heard Cindy gasp. "Now eat my cunt. Eat my pussy. Eat it good with that long, thick, rough tongue of yours. Yes, oh yes, all the way. Oh your tongue makes my cunt feel so fucking good. You adorable cunt lapping dog, you. It's wonderful. Won-der-ful."

Bette, her cunt throbbing almost painfully, stared as the dog's long red tongue began to lap at an incredible speed at Cindy's twat. Cindy's legs lifted high, a cry of tormented delight coming from her as her body squirmed and writhed on the bed. Bette could see the dog's tongue penetrating inside those wet, creamy lubricated pink cunt lips.

Bette trembled wildly as she saw this fantastic sexual aberration taking place right in front of her. Yet, as the throbbing in her own snatch grew more intense, the juices dribbling down her thighs she couldn't help wishing it was her cunt the dog was eating.

Her entire body was on fire with aroused sensuality as Cindy's lustful cries of ecstatic delight reached her ears. Her skin itched, her pussy was on fire, her tits rising and falling heavily, the nipples stiff and aching.

Leaning her shaking body against the door, Bette, her eyes blazing with wanton passion, watched fascinated as the erotic happenings grew more and more sexually violent.

The Doberman was licking frantically at that pink-mouthed slit voraciously. From the way Cindy was reacting, her body jerking, her hips grinding and undulating, there was no doubt that the dog's tongue was rubbing against and across her clitoris.

Bette could see that long, red, rough tongue sliding back and forth over Cindy's ravished snatch, causing her own cunt to swell and throb with every sensation centered in that wet hungry slit.

She could hear the dog whimper and whine as he pressed that long pointed nose tighter against Cindy's cream covered cunt, his tongue licking and lapping faster and faster as the juices streamed out of it.

"Oh Sultan. Lick me. Lick me good," Bette heard her friend sob, her ass and cunt jerking voluptuously. "Oh your tongue feels so good on my cunt. Eat me and make me come all over your lovely mouth. Now, Baby. Now."

Bette was wild with a primitive passion she had never known before as she stared, unable to tear her eyes away from that scene of the pretty red headed Cindy, her face contorted on the bed as Sultan's fantastic cunt lapping brought her to a thunderous climax.

Moaning deeply in her throat, Bette cupped her swelling tits in her hands, her fingers sinking deep into the soft, yielding flesh, her fingertips pinching and squeezing the erect and tender nipples as the tumultuous excitement of her friend's debauchery enacted in front of her filled her body. The muscled walls of her inner cunt fluttered and rippled, clenching and relaxing with nerve tingling spasms.

Wide-eyed, she watched her pretty neighbor push the dog back. Bette could see every detail of Cindy's puffy lipped and soft folded snatch. The dog's tongue had matted the deep reddish hair flat and the deep crack between those wet cunt lips was fully exposed. The mouth was a deep pink now and covered with a shiny film of creamy white juices.

"Now Sultan," Bette heard her friend gasp. "Fuck me now. I want to feel that nice, rigid prick of yours in my hot cunt. Just a minute Darling Sultan and then you can fuck Momma."

Breathlessly Bette watched as Cindy slid off the bed and pulled a low, heavily cushioned vanity bench over to the side of the bed. When she had it placed the way she wanted it, she knelt beside the big brute of a dog who stood there patiently. It was evident from the way he stood there, that he had experienced this many times before.

Bette huddled against the wall, trying to hold back the sobs of unbridled lust that rose in her throat, wanting to see everything yet not wanting to be seen. Her pussy was tingling hotly, her tits aching fiercely, the nipples extremely tender as she watched Cindy slide her hand along the dog's hairy belly then down to caress that thick round, furry sheath that shielded his prick.

Pressing her hand against her furiously twitching twat, Bette jammed her fingers in hard against it. She shivered from the sharp sensations that filled her as her fingers rubbed against the soft rubbery lips of her pussy.

Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the dog's cock start to slide out of that dark, hairy covering. The head was sharply pointed and was a bright red color. Bette stared unbelievingly as more and more of that fantastic red cock protruded and came into Bette's view. It was covered with a thin film of slick slippery fluids that made it glisten and shine.

"There it is. There is your lovely thick red prick," she heard Cindy moan passionately as she continued to stroke that long steel hard cock. "There is that adorable prick that is going to fuck Momma and make me feel so good when it is in me. You are a lovely dog, Sultan and oh so good to Mommy. What a nice lovely big and thick cock you have to fuck me with, darling."

Trembling and shaking violently, Bette lifted her skirt and slipped one hand down inside her panties, onto her bare cunt. The furious sexual arousement of watching this almost unbelievable erotic action had her twat already soaking wet and slippery with the juices that kept leaking from between her cunt lips. The soft outer folds of her cunt quivered as her fingertips rubbed back and forth along them, opening to the gentle but insistent pressure of her fingers. Bette slid one finger into her cunt when she felt the lips part and groaned when she felt the cunt muscles contracting and expanding with fierce gripping actions as her lusts rose to a new height.

Leaning against the wall, feeling weak as the thrills ravaged her, Bette bit into her sensually full lower lips as she watched Cindy, who after a final caress of that cock that must measure at least seven inches, lay back on the vanity bench. Her long shapely legs hung off the side but her wet, gaping cunt was poised right at the very edge of it. She stretched her legs out then slowly parted them. They were now spread wide enough for the dog to move in between them.

Bette's thighs were slippery wet from the juices that dripped in a steady stream from her pulsating cunt. What she wouldn't have done or given for a nice fat hard cock to fuck her right now. Yes, even that long, bright red prick that extended up along the dog's hairy belly. Never had she felt so hot and excited as she did now. There was a burning demand and urgency in her cunt that needed to be assuaged by a prick, dog or man.

"Now Sultan. Fuck me. Fuck. Here is a nice hot pussy all ready for your lovely long hard prick. Up Sultan. Up and fuck. Fuck me. Oh you lovely dog get up on me. I want to feel your cock fucking my red hot juicy cunt."

Bette, panting heavily, was cast in a storm of fantastic sexual arousement as she heard Cindy's guttural cries and watched the big, sleek Doberman move in between Cindy's wide spread legs, that long, red, pointed prick jerking and quivering under his belly.

Bette's fingers worked feverishly on her cunt, her entire body filled with an obsessive longing. Her pussy, as her fingers caressed and moved in and out between the soft, yielding lips, grew wetter and wetter, the muscles in her thighs twitching uncontrollably with erratic spasms. She was filled with an overwhelming lust that threatened to destroy her completely if she did not find relief. Her body was a mass of excruciatingly alive flesh with all the sensations centered in her vibrating twat. She needed a cock. She wanted a cock to fuck her, to deliver her from this fierce and overpowering hunger that invaded her.

Cindy's sudden cry made Bette's eyes snap open. She stared unbelievingly when she saw Cindy move backward, the dog suddenly mounting her naked body. His front legs seemed to hook around her slim waist, pulling her down while his rump began to jerk back and forth frantically.