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An Animal- Living Bride
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
drew them over the flat plane of her abdomen, kneading the smoothly pliant
flesh as though he were exploring her for the first time, before
descending once more into the ever-moistening red curls of her pubic
fleece. He stretched out his middle finger and teased it along the length
of her moistly welcoming cuntal furrow.
"Oooooohhhhh ... aaaaahhhh ..." Kate moaned in a long, soft abandoned
manner. She groaned again, her body slowly jackknifing under his
caressing. Pinwheels of light flashed in the backs of her eyes.
Mark looked for a moment away from the glistening slit of his wife's
cunt, his eyes pleading with Martin to leave, so he could be alone with
his wife. There were so many things that had to be said. He could fuck
her later, he reasoned, after the air between them had been cleared.
Martin seemed to know what was running through Mark's mind, though,
and he merely smiled, his own penis getting larger and swollen. Absent
mindedly, he reached out and circled his arm around Niven, pulling her
blonde nakedness tight against his powerful frame.
Seeing that Martin and Niven were going to be staying around until he
finished with his wife, he returned his attention to Kate. He gazed at
her nakedness as though he were in deep meditation. His thumbs moved
against the swollen outer lips of her pussy and slowly pressed the soft,
hair-fringed lips apart. He studied the ragged delicate edges of the
moist pink flesh as though he were seeing it for the first time as they
trembled to the pulse-beat of her aroused desire. He could see the
burgeoning knob of her clitoris, palpitating to an anxious rhythm between
the fleshy protective lips. Below it was the pale star guarding the
entrance to her seething velvet passage. His mouth hung loose as he gazed
with increasing interest at his wife's eagerly awaiting pussy. How could
he have been such a fool, he wondered? Not even Niven's sweet pussy, with
all its blonde beauty and experience, could match the delightfulness of
the vagina of the woman he had married.
Then he rose up and suddenly enclosed one delicate bud of her breast
in his mouth, licking and savoring its passionate hardness and swirling it
around and around with his tongue, bringing moan after moan from Kate. He
removed his mouth and smiled lovingly at her, wanting her to know that he
would forgive her if she would forgive him. She was not looking at him
though. She was already letting her body become lost in the glowing
pleasures her husband was finally bringing her. Seeing that she had
already forgotten about his one transgression, he enclosed the other
breast nipple in his mouth and teased it to the same hardness as the first
before trailing his lips down along the flat stretch of her torso between
the deep-clefted valley of her luscious mounds. He stopped for a
lingering moment at her navel to probe and stab the tiny aperture with his
darting tongue. Then he moved lower still until he was poised over her
moist, quivering cuntal mound.
Kate was tense with excitement. This is what she had wanted him to
do this morning ... and this evening when he had come home from work.
Even though she knew she was being watched, she didn't care. She was
going to have her husband back, and that was all that mattered to her.
Even the wonderful cunt-licking Siegfried had given her vanished from her
mind as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth with ecstatic
anticipation.
Mark settled down on his knees between her smooth widespread thighs,
his fingers opening and closing in the flesh of her trim, shapely legs,
his eyes fixed on the dripping pink blossom of her cunt. He too was
smiling in anticipation.
And then he darted out with his tongue, giving her a clean, searing
swipe all along the quivering slit of her shivering vagina.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH ...!" she moaned as his long tongue slapped at her,
probed and searched in her trembling slit. There was no doubt in her
mind. Even with two total strangers watching, her husband's tongue on her
cunt was wildly exciting. Visions of the time they had spent together in
their honeymoon room flashed through her brain, and she knew that she was
going to relive those pleasures.
Mark's lingual assault gathered in intensity as he sensed that she no
longer cared about the audience. His tongue began long, slow sweeping
strokes along the juicy split of her greedily pulsating cunt. His lips
were nipping and pulling at the stray wisps of her flaming pubic hair,
bringing moan after passionate moan from her parted lips. He thrust his
tongue into the smooth membrane of her deepest secret folds, teasing at
the soft, fleece-rimmed lips that guarded the burning channel of her cunt.
His teeth inserted themselves through the swollen pussy lips and bit at
the warm wet layers inside while he inhaled the deep heady aromas of her
flowering womanhood.
He continued to slaver ecstatically at Kate's hungering pussy,
wringing a delirium of incredible sensations from the electrified zone of
her loins. This was no cheap pick up, as Niven had been. This was his
wife ... the woman he loved, and he could see now that he had been acting
like a child that morning.
His mouth dived into her cunt, making loud sucking noises that seemed
to fill the entire apartment. Kate's hands were already clutching at his
hair, the way she clutched there when he had first done this to her. She
was pulling his head tighter and tighter against her pulsing, throbbing
clitoris as she shrieked out in unabashed joy as he surrounded the tiny
knob with his teeth, holding it delicately. He ran the tip of his agile
tongue round and round, over and under the near bursting organ, causing
her to shake and flail her legs with the massive tremors sweeping through
her body.
This was better than she could have hoped. Even though there were no
words passing between them, Kate knew what her husband was thinking. This
was his way of telling her that he forgave her for letting Martin fuck her
in the ass. He was bringing her so much pleasure now that he couldn't be
telling her anything else. And he was also telling her how sorry he was
for leaving her alone when she wanted him ... needed him.
Mark stretched his mouth down, sticking his tongue along the smooth
lubricated furrow to the throbbing delicate opening of her vagina. He
began to orally fuck her in earnest, harder and faster, slipping the hot
stiffness of his tongue into her voraciously clasping hole, relishing the
excitedly flowing pussy juices, hearing her whimpering as he swirled his
tongue labial member around the velvet-lined chamber of her cuntal
orifice. His hands slipped beneath her desperately pumping thighs and
pulled them farther apart until they were flung high over his hunched down
shoulders. Her entire pubic area was leaning towards his churning face, a
soft, seething offering to his passion. Kneading the doughy white
buttocks, he strained them apart as he thrust his invading tongue once
more in the melted flesh of her cunt.
Kate's demented screams of animal joy echoed through the room,
blasting at the ears of Martin, Niven and Siegfried, who was certain that
any moment now he would get a chance to mount the passionately squirming
woman.
"GOD! OOOOHHH GOD!" she wailed again and again as her husband's
lashing tongue whipped and seared like a hungry child's between her open
thighs.
Then his tongue left her burning cuntal channel and trailed downwards
toward the tiny puckered ring of her anus. Her breath was ragged now.
She fought for air in great gulps, moaning in rapture. She rocked her
pelvis up against his rattling tongue as high as she could bring it,
forcing it into searing wet contact with her still-cum flooded anal
passage.
Kate's body danced and shook uncontrollably now under his lascivious
assault. Torrent after torrent of wild unleashed sensual joy ran riot
through her entire being.
Mark drooled and licked and sucked, worming his saliva-slicked tongue
far up into her now rhythmically flexing rectum, reveling in the gyrations
of her lust-contorted body. He knew that she had passed beyond caring
that there were people watching, just as he had. She was drawing near a
mind bending climax, and he was proud that he was the one bringing it to
her.
"Oooohhh ... MARK! MARK! Your tongue ... it's driving me crazy. I
love it licking my cunt and shoved up into my asshole!"
He began to establish an insistent rhythm, driving his tongue deeper
and harder ... deeper and harder into the tiny clenched lips of her
rectum, and then suddenly pulled it away to return to her glistening,
soaking vaginal slit and the wispy soft hairs around her pulsating cunt
lips.
Looking up momentarily, he saw her sweat-drenched breasts framing her
beautifully grimacing face, her mouth flung open in distorted passion.
Dropping his head, he returned his tongue to its task, and he knew that he
was driving her out of her mind from the oral fucking he was giving her.
Still standing and watching them, Martin and Niven were also aroused
by the sights and sounds of the cunt sucking Mark was giving his lovely
wife.
"I think it's about time we taught the two of them just a little
more, don't you?" Martin said, looking at Niven's lovely nakedness. He
could see that her breast nipples had become hard and distended, and his
cock was jutting out from his dark haired loins at a painfully acute
angle. His heavy balls were aching from the load of semen forming there,
and he knew that he would have to do something about that ... and fast!
"What did you have in mind, love?" Niven asked.
"Something that can take care of the both of us," he told her.
"Suppose you get that cunt of yours over Kate's face. There's no reason
why she and her husband should have all the fun, now is there?"
"No reason that I can think of," Niven grinned. She took the several
steps toward Kate's face, followed closely by Siegfried.
"You stay out of this one," she cautioned her dog. "There's more
going on here than you'll ever understand."
Even though his animal loins were aching, the fucking he had given
Kate a little while ago had left him somewhat satisfied, and he did as his
mistress told him.
Niven glanced at Martin and shrugged her softly rounded shoulders.
He indicated that she should get on with it.
Kate writhed on the rug, mewling incessantly, tossing beneath Mark's
insanely slobbering tongue until she was certain she would lose her mind
from the sheer sexual pleasure. Her hungry, greedy cunt lips crawled and
nibbled over his liquid-smeared face. Her thighs clamped tight on his wet
skin, holding his head in her vise of hotly demanding flesh.
Suddenly, Kate's perspiring, lust-contorted face was enveloped by a
soft, wet tickling mass of flesh pressing down on her, covering her nose
and mouth and rubbing insistently against her. For a moment confusion
reigned and then with a sudden dawning she realized ...
That woman her husband had fucked was straddling her face! She had
planted her wet open pussy on her mouth! It was grasping, eager,
demanding to be licked, just as Kate's own vagina was being caressed
orally by her husband!
For a moment, Kate didn't know what to do, and then, suddenly,
instinctively, her tongue shot out and she tasted, for the first time in
her life, the flowing cuntal fluids of another woman. Her hands slid up,
reaching under the girl's slender thighs and digging into her wet, golden
fleece. She's a real blonde all right, Kate thought in the back of her
mind as her tongue set to work diligently on the throbbing pink flesh
rimming her nose and mouth. Mark was still swirling his tongue
maddeningly around inside her own cunt, shooting tidal waves of pleasure
up the length of her body, and she in turn began to transmit the mad
licking from below to a new goal, to the searing demanding flesh of
another woman's cunt.
Martin let Niven get herself settled for a moment, and then he walked
up to her, holding his massively swollen penis with one hand.
"How's she doing, cunty love?" he asked, smiling when he saw that
Niven was already swept up in the throes of rapture. "Suppose you take
care of this cock of mine while your pussy is being licked."
Niven opened her eyes and stared at the thickly veined cock being
held up to her face. She reached out with her hands to caress the huge
pulsating hardness, low crooning sounds of animal pleasure emerging from
her throat as she felt it jerk and throb. She was delighted that she was
going to get a chance to suck his penis again. He had been so busy
planning everything that the whole day had gone by without her fucking her
after the morning.
The young blonde shifted her weight so she was kneeling comfortable,
then lowered her face toward Martin's long erect cock. Her golden hair
brushed against his legs as her little pink tongue darted out to lick the
small pearl of moisture from the glans of his stiffened penis, and to
swirl in quick wet circles around the exposed red cockhead.
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ..." Martin groaned, starting to undulate
his hips up against her face. "Yeah ... suck it good ... suck my cock
real good," he hissed.
The young blonde girl began to lick over the entire length of his
pungent tasting cock. The distinctive male odor rising to meet her face
filled her with abandoned delight, and she lowered her face to gently
mouth the lust-bloated hairy sac of his testicles.
Then a blissful moan escaped Niven's lips as she ovalled her mouth
and enclosed Martin's swollen penis in her warm, wet cavern. Hungrily,
she sucked at the stiffened length of his cock, drawing it as deep as it
would go until her whole throat was stuffed with he hard male flesh. She
ran her tongue teasingly around the warm, bloated glans, delighting in the
way his wild jerks were pressing the head of his cock against the back of
her throat. Her lips were painfully strained ... Martin must have been
really aroused to have his cock so swollen this time, and she was glad for
the subtle drawn out agony which only served to heighten her own passion.
Grinding her eagerly quivering vagina tighter against Kate's sucking
mouth, she began to tease her lover's pulsing penis by nibbling gently up
and down the entire length of the blood-engorged shaft.
So much was happening that Kate couldn't comprehend it all. She
looked up and around Niven's thighs to see that the young girl had taken
into her mouth the whole of Martin's thick, hard cock, and the sight
aroused her more than she would have thought possible. She licked and
sucked blindly at the tightly grinding pussy above her, tasting the
flowing lubrication, slapping and darting her tongue in a new-found
ecstasy of oral stimulation. She shifted her gaze so she could see the
swelling tip of the young girl's clitoris as it nestled between the thin
protective lips. She discovered the small star-like hole guarding the
cuntal entrance and plunged her tongue into it, making the other woman
moan with delight around the mouth filling cock she was sucking. She
swept her tongue along the full length of Niven's crotch, diving into her
wet folds, traveling into her softly waving pubic curls.
Martin couldn't see what Kate was doing to Niven, but he could tell
what effect it was having on the blonde girl. She was sucking his penis
with an intensity he had never known from her before.
"Shhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttt ... like that ... like that ... you
suck my cock so gooooooooood ..." he groaned, driven almost out of his
mind by the shuddering waves of pleasure that shot through his body as
Niven's sharp little teeth sank into his aching, throbbing penis.
Niven locked her ovalled lips as tight as she could around the huge
rod of male flesh plunging up into her mouth. Her tongue felt the urgent
pulsing of the swollen veins on the underside of his excitedly thrusting
penis, and she knew his orgasm was only moments away. She wanted him to
hurry. She could feel her own climax coming on with the force of an
earthquake, and she desperately wanted to cum when he did.
Down below, though she was only vaguely aware that she was bringing
it about, Kate was doing her best to make Niven cum at the same time as
Martin. Lingering over the tiny red tip of the young girl's wildly
excited clitoris, she grasped it expertly between her teeth and teased it,
swirling it around and around with her wanton tongue. She was reveling in
her new power, the strange unexpected pleasure of giving excitement to
another woman. She heard Niven sighing and moaning around the cock that
was deeply implanted in her mouth and she continued to lick and suck at
the tender flesh. It tasted wonderfully delightful. It was incredible,
the feelings that were engendered in her by being sucked between her legs
by her husband while she herself slavered at another woman's cunt.
And that woman was sucking on a man's cock!
She was part of a wild foursome of nakedly writhing bodies, and she
loved it.
As she heard Martin's animalistic groans well above her head, she
kissed and slathered in Niven's warmly scented pussy, feeling the soft
quivering fringes of her cunt flesh ring her nose and mouth, feeling the
excited throbbing of her vaginal walls close around her probing tongue,
feeling her smooth thighs encase her bobbing head, clamping it there,
making her tongue go deeper into the elastic chamber, while below, Mark
was showering demonic frenzied lashes of his tongue on her own agonized
cunt.
Both women were panting heavily, each of their groans muffled by the
genitals filling their faces. They were madly increasing their momentum,
a frenzied, headlong velocity charged their fierce movements ...
Niven sucked furiously on the long thick penis fucking into her face.
Hot flames of lust rose from her moisture and saliva-drenched pussy, and
with each passing second, the heated waves of her desire grew more and
more intense.
Desperation controlling her now, she reached behind Martin to grasp
his sperm-bloated balls with one hand and stick her middle finger up his
puckering anus.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the guttural cry rose deep
from Martin's throat as he felt the first spurt of hot thick cum shoot
from his aching testicles and begin its seething rush along the length of
his jerking cock. An instant later, the lust-heated fluid squirted into
Niven's madly sucking mouth, and every muscle and nerve in his orgasming
young body exploded as wave after wave of the mind-shattering climax swept
over him.
The heated flow of his semen in her mouth was just the thing that
triggered the impending orgasm in Niven's own heated loins. His ear-
piercing cry blasted at Niven's mind and seemed to echo again and again
inside her head.
"Shhhhhhhhiiiiiiitttt ... I'm cumming ... CUUUUUUMMMMIINNGG!"
"Oooohhhhhhhh! Yes ... yes ..." Niven chanted, her voice matching
Martin's perfectly. "I'm cumming too ... aaaaaaaaggggghhhhh ..."
And her hips were grinding tighter and tighter into Kate's face. It
was getting hard for the young wife to breathe, and her face was covered
with the copious flow of Niven's internal juices. The wanton blonde
continued to suck with a mindless passion at Martin's huge jerking penis,
trying to swallow every last drop of his acrid-tasting sperm, while at the
same time pounding her hips and loins against Kate's trapped mouth, her
breasts jiggling and bobbing like buoys at sea, until finally, her cumming
was over, and she slipped from Kate's tangled head and sprawled to one
side, her lips still locked tightly of Martin's shrinking penis.
Kate could now breathe freely, and her first reaction was to take a
deep, shuddering breath.
"Oooooohhhhh ... keep licking my cunt ... keep licking my cunt ..."
she begged her husband, opening and closing her thighs around his tightly
pressing face. "I'm nearly there ... keeeeep suckinggggggg ..."
Her whole body was distorted with lust and passion, her voice hoarse
with the emotions of her abandoness.
"Keep licking my cunt!" she screamed, "I'm going to ... to ...
CCCCCCCCCCC UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU MMM- MMMMMMMM IIIIII NNNNNN GGGGG!!!!!"
Then her body was thrashing and flailing like a belly dancer,
completely out of control, her naked cunt pounding up against her laboring
husband's face. Her head was tossing from side to side, her eyes open and
glazed with passion. Her fingers were clutching at his brown hair,
pulling strands out as she wailed again and again, and an orgasmic stream
of her cum fluid cascaded against Mark's face.
"Oh ... GOD ... it's soooooooo ... good ...!" she gasped again and
again, her body controlled completely by paroxysms of pleasure which
jolted her like an electric prod.
Mark pulled his face from between her loosening thighs and looked
down at her. She was laying completely still, a broad grin of total
satisfaction creasing her lovely face. The young husband cast his eyes
about the room and saw that Martin and Niven were also lost in the after-
bliss of their orgasms.
Only Siegfried was still aware of reality, and as Mark looked at the
great beast, he had to smile.
"Looks like it's just you and me, fellow," he said softly. "And you
look like you could use a good cunt same as me."
While he had been sucking his wife, his own penis had swollen
painfully, and he had hoped that Kate would still be somewhat conscious so
he could relieve himself the way he had relieved her. Even Niven looked
as though she would take quite some time to come around.
The brown haired husband knelt straight up on his knees, his massive
penis sticking out from his hairy loins like a giant pink tree. The more
he looked at the near-sleeping nakedness of his wife, the more excited he
became, but he decided that it would be well worth the wait for her to
come around.
When she finally did open her eyes, it was at the same time as Martin
and Niven. For a long time, no one could say anything. Then Martin
pulled himself to a standing position.
"Well ... I hope the two of you can see just how foolish you've
been."
Kate lowered her eyes and smiled. Mark did indeed feel foolish, and
he resolved then and there that he would never leave his wife alone when
she wanted him. Hell ... life was too short not to take all he could.
His marriage was more important than his job, and being a little late
wouldn't make any difference at all.
Siegfried began to grow more and more impatient. With the scent of
two naked women filling the room, it was all he could do to control
himself, and he was certain that everyone had forgotten him. He leaped
down from the couch where he had been patiently waiting and snuggled up
tight against Niven.
"Well ... looks like we have someone here who would like another
round," the young blonde girl said with glee.
"He's such an amazing little cunt licker ... Did you train him
yourself?" Kate asked with admiration.
"Uh huh," Niven answered. She told the red-haired wife how she had
run away from home and was picked up by the police. Since her parents
didn't want her back, she had been put in a home for runaways, and one of
the women there had a dog. "So when Martin found me, I had him get me
Siegfried."
"Ooooooohhhhhh ... you've really had a bad time of it," Kate said,
feeling sorry. "I really wish there was something we could do for you."
"I'll second that," Mark said. "Kate and I ... we owe you our
marriage."
"I think something could be worked out," Martin said.
"And you would be the person to come up with something," Mark said
pleasantly. "You're quite a bright young man."
Martin beamed. He had known all along what he was going to do at
this point. "Suppose the three of you go into the bedroom and take care
of Siegfried. I'm certain Niven will have some pretty interesting ideas
in that department."
"Good idea," Mark said. "But what about you?"
"I have to go to the apartment for something, I'll join you a little
later," he answered.
Niven squealed her delight and brought her arms around Kate and Mark.
The three of them went into the bedroom, followed by Siegfried. Niven was
already suggesting things that the four of them could do.
Martin waited until they were out of sight, and then he gathered his
clothes. Slipping into his pants, he slinked through the hall to pack
those things he really wanted. All the rest could be left behind. He
really didn't need anything that he couldn't buy later, and he still had
more than enough money to buy what he had to ...
Epilogue
The morning sunlight streamed in through the bedroom window of the
Hutch's apartment. Siegfried who had fallen asleep on the bed sandwiched
between the naked bodies of Niven and Kate, opened his eyes and looked
around. It smelled like early morning to him, but he was eager and ready
to get started on another day. He couldn't remember a time when he had
had so much fun as the night before. He was totally exhausted from
licking and fucking the two women, sometimes sharing them with the man who
was still asleep on the other side of the bed. He liked the new people he
had spent the night with, and he could sense he would be spending a lot
more time with them. His animal mind noticed that a strong bond had been
formed between the young blonde girl who was his mistress and the two
people who lived in the apartment next to his. And the new man didn't
mind at all sharing either of the women with him.
He got to his feet and went over to sniff at the blonde girl, his
actions waking her. When Niven stirred, she woke Kate and Mike.
"Uuuuuuummmmm ... good morning," Kate said in a sleepy voice, looking
at the clock and noticing that there was a good hour before Mark had to
get up and go to work.
"Good morning, love," the husband said, slipping his arm around his
wife's naked waist. "Shit, I don't think I'll ever recover from last
night."
"Where's Martin?" Niven asked, a slight panic giving an edge to her
voice.
"I don't see him," Kate said, lifting her head and looking around.
"Didn't he come back at all last night?"
"Jesus," Niven said, pulling herself off the bed and wandering out of
the bedroom into the living room. "I thought he did, but there was so
much fucking I couldn't tell which end was up."
Kate and Mark followed her out of the bedroom, both of them slipping
into their bathrobes. Even though they had just spent a passionate, lust-
filled night with her, they still felt a little uncomfortable about
walking around in the nude.
"It doesn't look as though he was here at all last night," Niven
said. "All his clothes are gone. "
As though she were in a panic, she bolted from Kate's and Mark's
apartment through the hall to her own.
Everything was still there, though there was no sign of Martin. A
closer, more careful look revealed that his suitcase and some of his
favorite clothes were gone. Kate and Mark came up behind her, looking
around for some sign of the man who had completely changed their lives.
Niven was so distraught that she looked like she would go all to pieces,
and this baffled Mark. She had seemed so strong, so confident. He didn't
think it was possible for her to fall apart like this.
Kate was in possession of herself a little more than Niven, and she
found an envelope addressed to the three of them, and Siegfried! Opening
it, she quickly read through Martin's poor handwriting, trying to make out
what he had said. Niven was leaning up against Mark for support, trying
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