Filmed With Dogs
Charlotte Dayton's beautifully sculptured face turned into a scowl as
her car coughed again, sputtered, and died.
"Damn it!" She looked at the gas gauge for the tenth time. It
registered the same three quarters of a tank. She pumped the pedal and
turned the key in the ignition. The motor whined and refused to start.
"Balls," Charlotte muttered, giving up. She opened the door and climbed
out of the car, glancing around. "Damn, why did I listen to George?
Taking this stupid shortcut!" She talked to the wind as it tousled her
thick red- hair.
Reaching inside the car for the latch, she unlocked the hood. She
hauled the hood up with a grunt and peered inside.
She shook her head and straightened up. As she stood with hands on her
hips, her eyes scanning the deserted area, she spotted a large house
about a quarter of a mile down the road.
"Shit! It's the last time I listen to you, George," she said, annoyed,
as if he were there. Her face grim with determination, she trudged down
the road to the lone house. After a phone call, she would be on her way
... again. In no time.
She stumbled up the path to the house, her high heels catching in the
pebbles. She groaned, walking uneasily up the narrow path, her well-
rounded ass swinging in the tight- fitting designer jeans. She reached
the crest of the path, her soft tits rising and falling underneath her
sweater as she caught her breath.
Knocking on the large old fashioned door, she relaxed. Things could be
worse, it could be night, and this God-forsaken house could have been
ten miles down the road. The door creaked open.
"Yes?" A tall statuesque blonde appeared, her voice deep and sultry.
Her wide blue eyes quickly took inventory of Charlotte's lush petite
Charlotte caught the glancing appraisal and immediately sensed the
erotic aura that surrounded the tall beautiful blonde. "My car broke
down," Charlotte began. "Could I use your phone to call a gas station?"
The blonde's exquisite features broke into a smile, a sizzling smile
that reeked of sex. "Come on in. The phone's over there on the table."
The tall blonde stood aside, allowing Charlotte to enter. She feasted
her eyes on Charlotte's delicious swinging ass encased in the skintight
jeans. Her tongue slid across her full lips, her body tensed like a
large cat ready to pounce on an unsuspecting sparrow.
Charlotte felt the woman's eyes on her. For some reason it made her
shudder as she picked up the phone and dialed information. She held the
phone to her ear, a quizzical expression on her pretty face.
Charlotte's green eyes swept over the luscious blonde as she tapped the
button. "Your phone's dead," she told her, swearing to herself that it
wasn't her day.
"Really?" The blonde's eyebrows arched, her long graceful legs bringing
her to the phone. She listened intently, tapped the button a few time,
and shrugged. "You're right." She tapped the button a few more times,
still listening as she held the phone to her ear.
Charlotte was a full head shorter than the blonde woman. Her sparkling
emerald eyes followed the curve of the elegant blonde's neck, down over
her huge melon tits to her slim waist, and stopping as the waist flared
out into full, voluptuous hips. The woman's sexual aura was
overpowering and Charlotte stepped back, quieting the tremor in her
The blonde turned slightly. "I'm awfully sorry. I don't know what to
suggest." Her exquisitely toned voice, everything about her, suggested
only one thing: sex--pure a****l sex. It was written in her deep-blue
eyes, across her full red mouth, and exuded from every pore of her
perfectly proportioned body.
Charlotte was aware of the blonde's obvious leer. She felt as if she
were being stripped of her clothing. It was a powerful sensation. "If
you could drive me into town ... I know it's an imposition but I'd be
willing to pay you."
The blonde laid her hand on Charlotte's slender arm. The contact was
charged with electricity. "My b*****r is away for a while," the
statuesque woman explained. "I'm sure when he returns he'll be glad to
take you into town." Her face glowed with a****l magnetism, her strong
features radiant. "Maybe he can look at the car himself."
"I couldn't--" Charlotte refused, then thought better of it. Her face
brightened. "It would be wonderful."
"Good," the blonde said. "We can have a drink and get acquainted while
we wait." She turned and her clinging silk dress licked her knees as
she strode elegantly into the living room. Her well-proportioned body
turned to Charlotte. "I have just the thing to take the chill out of
you." Her blonde fluffy hair was like spun gold caressing her face.
Mesmerized, Charlotte followed. She was glad George wasn't here, he
would be drooling. This intoxicating woman appeared to be exactly what
George liked. She was certainly the sexiest female she had ever met--
not just sexy but blatantly sexy without trying, with a touch of danger
thrown in to make the juices flow. Charlotte bit her lip, forcing back
the thoughts from her mind. She blushed, her cheeks burning as the
blonde turned, catching Charlotte's gaze.
The same sultry smile came to the blonde's lips, revealing a hint of
pearl-white teeth. "Since we'll be together, I think it would be nice
if we knew each other's name." Her sensual body floated as she went
behind the bar, her long, graceful fingers bringing out two tall
glasses. She moved with total ease. "I'm Felicia." She dropped ice
cubes into the glasses and her eyebrows raised expectantly.
"I'm Charlotte. My friends call me Lotty." Charlotte surprisingly felt
her breath shorten and her heart skipping.
Felicia splashed scotch over the ice in liberal amounts, carried the
drinks over to the coffee table and handed one to Charlotte. "This'll
warm you up."
"Yes, it is a bit chilly out," Charlotte said, then sipped the potent
drink slowly. "Mmmmm. This is a coincidence. My favorite scotch served
the way I like it, over the rocks. "
Felicia was seated on the large comfortable velvet chair and motioned
Charlotte to the couch opposite her. "Sit down ... relax." Felicia
crossed her long sensuous legs, the silk dress gliding effortlessly up
her thigh. "Craig, my b*****r, will be a while."
The husky note in her voice was heavy. Her long fingers, the nails
dabbed in a brilliant red, curled around her glass of scotch. Her other
hand toyed with one of the buttons of her dress.
Charlotte settled into the soft luxurious comforts of the couch,
draining the savory scotch almost to the end before realizing she had
done it. "God, I needed that."
Charlotte's gaze reverted to the button of Felicia's dress for the
third time, watching the long painted fingers playing with it.
Charlotte thought again of George and was again glad he wasn't here.
This woman was dynamite!
"You're very beautiful," Felicia said abruptly, her voice heavy, laced
with sex. "Craig will be very happy to help you."
Charlotte felt a twinge of discomfort. She f***ed a smile anyway,
suspicious about what she might have to do for the help.
"I'm married," she told the blonde woman plainly, setting her empty
glass down on the table in front of her. "George, that's my husband,
will be very grateful for all the help you're giving me." She kept her
warm smile on her face. "You married?"
"Not yet." The button finally came open. "Maybe someday I'll meet
someone who can make me happy."
Charlotte leaned back comfortably into the soft cushions of the couch
and relaxed. She hadn't felt this good in years. She sighed aloud and
then was startled that she had. She began giggling, surprised at
herself for acting so silly.
"I'll bet it'll take more than one man to make you happy." Charlotte's
hand instantly flew to her open mouth, her eyes widening in shock. She
swallowed uneasily, trying to comprehend her actions. Her thoughts
being blurted out like that, without a moment's hesitation, she thought
it absurd. She began giggling again. The sound of her own voice was
Felicia laughed with her, a sizzling throaty laugh that oozed of lust.
"Maybe a couple of women, too."
Charlotte's head was whirling. "I ... I ... didn't--Women? You like
women ... sexually?" She gulped harder, a tremor sweeping through her
groin. She felt funny, fuzzy around the edges and all warm and gooey
"I like anything that will give me pleasure," Felicia purred, "whether
it's a man, a woman ..." She paused, looking Charlotte right in the
eye. "... or a****ls."
"a****ls?" Charlotte gasped incredulously, the room whirling even
faster, her body tingling from her head to her toes. She tried getting
up, but couldn't co-ordinate her muscles properly. Her limbs didn't
seem to respond to her wishes.
"Ohhh, yesss," Felicia hissed in her catlike tone, her eyes glittering
dangerously. "a****ls and women can be very exciting." She stepped
closer to Charlotte. "Have you ever made love to a woman--or a dog?"
"No." Charlotte's answer came out of her mouth like a whisper, her
voice raspy, her throat dry, parched. "It's so ..." Her sentence hung
lifeless in the air as her mouth dropped suddenly. Felicia was
stripping off her dress.
"I see you're shocked," Felicia purred, an expression of delight and
excitement in her eyes. She eased the dress off her shoulders. It
whispered to the floor, a puddle at her feet. "Wouldn't you like to
kiss me, touch me, feel my body, my tits, my pussy?"
Charlotte's eyes shone like glass with the effects of the strong drink.
In Charlotte's mind, she wanted to leave, but another part of her
seemed drawn to this beautiful creature. Charlotte shook her head,
ineffectually clearing it of the buzz that was careening around in her
"I can tell you want me," Felicia said, her soothing tone hypnotic and
soft. "We can enjoy ourselves together until my b*****r returns."
"Nnnooo," Charlotte mouthed half-heartedly, finding the very thing
Felicia suggested revolting and yet desirable at this moment. She had
to get out of here! She attempted to stand up, but her limpid body fell
back to the couch, her head reeling, all of her senses heightened.
Charlotte couldn't help but notice the intoxicating perfume that this
golden goddess wore. It seemed stronger now. Her stomach was fraught
with butterflies and she knew her panties were soaked. She couldn't
comprehend this. Never, never in her life had she felt this way.
Fragmented thoughts plagued her dizzy mind. A woman, the mention of
a****ls ... Those repulsive, sickening thoughts whirled through her
head like a storm. Yet she desired what the woman suggested.
She couldn't understand the dramatic change in herself. All of a
sudden, it hit her like a bolt of lightning. The drink! Her eyes
widened with the realization. She had been d**gged!
Felicia saw it on her face. "Yes, my gorgeous little pet. I put
something in your drink. Nothing dangerous. It is truly a wonder d**g.
Wipes away all will, leaves a person highly susceptible, clears away
all inhibitions." She winked. "You're already thinking about how nice
it would be to touch and kiss me," Felicia said knowingly.
Charlotte found herself nodding in agreement, unable to stop herself.
She anticipated the taste of the luscious woman's red glistening mouth.
A hungry expression flooded Charlotte's face as she stared hotly at the
tall, beautiful blonde.
Chartotte's eyes wandered to the goddess's tits--large, melon-shaped,
encased in black lace, an ample amount spilling out. Charlotte's
dreamy-eyed gaze swept down her golden body to the wispy band of lace
that hugged Felicia's hips and concealed the delights of her pussy.
Charlotte's eyes continued down Felicia's long never-ending legs,
stopping at the smooth curve of her calves. She kept her eyes there,
fighting the perverted urges that were growing inside her.
"Look at me, Lotty," Felicia mewed, her voice dripping with desire.
"Look at me and want, want what I have to offer."
Charlotte lifted her eyes slowly, drooling as she stared wide-eyed at
Felicia's cunt wrapped in a package of black lace. She wanted Felicia's
pussy, wanted it so badly she could actually smell the aromatic scent
exuding from between Felicia's sensuously long legs.
Felicia stepped closer. She was within Charlotte's reach. Her perfume
and body musk attacked Charlotte's senses and added to the power of the
d**g. "Take off my panties, Lotty. Look at my cunt."
Charlotte obeyed willingly. At this moment, the most important thing in
her life was to feast her gaze on Felicia's blonde-haired pussy.
Charlotte's hands touched the exotic woman's hips, static electricity
seeming to sizzle from the tips of her fingers. Latching onto the
elastic of Felicia's panties, she slipped the black lace down, baring
her full hips and then a neatly trimmed triangle of silky blonde pussy
hair. She swallowed, her head in the clouds as she let Felicia's
panties drop to the floor. Felicia stepped back and out of her panties.
"Your pussy is beautiful," Charlotte admitted openly. She couldn't
believe herself blurting out things she never would have even thought
about in the past. "It makes my mouth water. I'm so hot!"
Charlotte gave up fighting her urges. Whether they were born of her own
self, or induced by the d**g, it didn't matter. They were there and she
craved to satisfy them. Charlotte looked up at Felicia. "I'm hot."
"Then do something about it," Felicia said. "For now, I belong to you."
Her flashing eyes said exactly the opposite.
Charlotte staggered to her feet. Her legs wobbled for a second and she
moved unsteadily, but it passed. Her green eyes burned into the twin
mounds of golden tittie flesh trapped in Felicia's bra. She had to free
them. Satisfying her impulse, her hands went to the goddess's
shoulders, slipping the straps off. Trembling on her feet, Charlotte
spotted the hook in the front and snapped it open. She heaved a sigh of
relief. She was gorgeous!
"Ummmm," Felicia moaned, reveling in her freed tits. She was always
hot, always turned on. She caressed Charlotte's flushed face that was
almost level with her tits. "You're such a beautiful doll, so delicate,
Felicia's deep sultry voice caromed in Charlotte's brain as her hands
spanned the golden tits, her fingers sinking into the bloated softness.
Charlotte was captivated by her creamy golden skin.
"Mmmmmm, your tits are so big, so beautiful." Charlotte squeezed the
tits and heard whimpering sighs of pleasure escaping Felicia's lips. It
was music to Charlotte's ears.
Felicia took her hands off Charlotte's petite body, the bra floating to
the floor. She stepped out of Charlotte's grasp. "It's not fair for
only one of us to be naked."
Charlotte quickly and clumsily pulled her sweater off, tugging it over
her head and tossing it carelessly to the floor. Her breathing was
shallow, rapid, noisy. Her hands peeled the tight jeans off her slim
hips and down her slender legs. She exhibited herself before the
elegant blonde, modeling unashamedly, treating Felicia to a luscious
look at her own small compact body--a smaller version of Felicia's
Charlotte's lush curves, sweeping hips, jutting tits were sweet and
innocent, with a sexual subtlety. Felicia's strong physical beauty was
blatantly sexual, an advertisement for lust.
Eager to be naked, Charlotte snapped off her bra and kicked off her
panties. Charlotte gasped, as naked as the tall jewel who waited
patiently for her.
"You're even more beautiful naked," Felicia purred. "Kiss me." Her arms
opened for the petite woman, her tits billowing as she breathed, her
swollen nipples pointing.
Charlotte went into Felicia's waiting arms, melting against the larger
woman, her head tilted back, her mouth open and anxious for the fiery
red lips to kiss her.
Felicia encompassed the smaller woman with her embrace and plunged her
tongue into Charlotte's waiting mouth. Felicia's hands pawed hungrily,
kneading, exploring the smaller woman's flesh, feeding on the softness,
the newness of another female. Her legs slipped easily between
Charlotte's thighs, feeling the heat of her red-haired cunt mound.
Felicia's thigh grazed the juicy pussy and was immediately drenched
Charlotte's dainty frame turned into a blazing fire of lust. She fused
her body into Felicia's sucking her tongue-meat, scr****g her cunt
against Felicia's smooth thigh, and rubbing her tits urgently into
Felicia's sizzling hot flesh.
Slowly, they both sank to the floor, their fiery bodies burning up on
the inside, their passion fire melting them on the deep-piled carpet.
Their passion-filled moans floated through the room as their hands and
legs became entwined. Their mouths pressed urgently together, their
lips working feverishly. Their bodies twisted on the soft carpet,
wriggling in spasms, hands and fingers delving--one with the exuberance
and curiosity of inexperience, the other with the deftness of an
Charlotte gasped when her mouth came away from Felicia's hungry lips.
"Oh, my God," Charlotte moaned, "I've, I've never ... ooooohh. I'm so
hot!" She pawed Felicia's golden body, delighting in her catlike
murmuring purrs. "I want you so much, sooo muchhhhh ..." Charlotte lost
herself in the larger woman's bloated tits.
Charlotte slipped her body free of Felicia's embrace, kissing, licking
and tasting the succulent flesh of the golden goddess for the first
time. She was delicious! She worked her mouth down Felicia's swanlike
neck, over her graceful shoulders to the firm and pulpy meat of her
tits. Charlotte hummed, her hot busy mouth fervently sucking the silky-
smooth flesh of one of the goddess's tits, her hand massaging and
gently squeezing the other.
Felicia hissed like a snake, content to let the inexperienced Charlotte
indulge in the sheer pleasure of making it with another woman. "Your
mouth is so hot," Felicia told her, squirming on the rug. "You're
making me all juicy between my legs. " Her long fingers weaved through
Charlotte's red hair and pressed her head down firmly. "Bite! Bite!"
The small and delicate Charlotte nipped the massive tits, sinking her
sharp teeth into the bullet-like tips. Charlotte sucked a swollen
nipple with ferocity, grinding her mouth and teeth into it. Charlotte
was purring deep in her throat, gurgling on her own saliva as she
washed Felicia's tits in her drool.
With her slender hands, Felicia pushed the delicate creature down
gently, urging the hot sexy Charlotte to explore her entire body. "My
pussy, Lotty. Lick my pussy."
She spread her long legs and, while Charlotte feasted eagerly on her
massive tit, Felicia stroked her own finger through her blonde pussy,
coating it with warm cunt- cream. She brought it to Charlotte's lips.
Her juice-coated finger went into Charlotte's mouth.
The pungent flavor inflamed Charlotte's mind and she delighted in the
special taste of Felicia's cunt. Sucking the juice-laden fingers made
Charlotte forget the soft tittie flesh and she gobbled the fingers into
her mouth, sucking them clean.
"Delicious," she rasped.
"There's plenty more where that came from," Felicia moaned heatedly. "I
have an unlimited supply right between my legs. Go down there and see
for yourself." She pushed Charlotte down with more determination this
Charlotte was still dazed and wavered in the strange sensations of her
d**gged stupor. She allowed Felicia to guide her down to the delights
of her cunt mound as she licked a fiery path over her belly, sloshing
warm spit into her bellybutton. The musky scent grew stronger as she
slowly descended to the object of her desire--the goddess's pussy.
"Eat me," Felicia moaned between jagged breaths. Her ass humped,
tempting Charlotte. "Eat me!"
Charlotte busily slobbered over Felicia's thighs, en route to her
sensitive pussy. Charlotte stopped, her mind swirling in a vat of
bubbling passion. Her eyes became fixed on the reddened cunt and the
white cream oozing from deep within Felicia's body. She licked her lips
in readiness for the tender delicacy of Felicia's choice pussy-meat.
"Don't torment me," Felicia whimpered excitedly. "Do it! Do it quick
before I lose my mind." This was no longer a game. Her lust had
encompassed her in its web. She was trapped, unable to be freed until
she was satisfied. "Lick it. Tongue my pussssyyy!" She opened her red
swollen pussy tips for Charlotte. "EAT!" It was a hoarse gurgling
Charlotte raised her head from between Felicia's long, sexy legs.
Charlotte hissed, seeing the a****l lust on the goddess's face. A sly
grin spread across Charlotte's mouth as she spoke.
"When I'm ready."
"Ewwwwwwwww, you little bitch," Felicia crooned, liking Charlotte's
response. The tiny creature was a natural! Felicia tingled with the
fantastic joy of knowing she would have her for an entire week. "Eat
me!" One blissful week!
Charlotte, her inhibitions gone and her passion in control, jabbed a
finger into the hot gulping pussy and gouged into the spongy wet walls.
"You like that?" Charlotte rasped.
"Yesss," Felicia answered, her high-shrilled voice breaking. She rode
Charlotte's finger in her cunt, her cunt muscles squeezing as much
pleasure from it as she could. "Now your tongue. Use your tongue!"
Charlotte pulled her finger out from Felicia's pussy and wiped it clean
with her tongue. With her head whirling round and round, she swooped
down to the blonde woman's cunt, ready to feast on the velvety lips and
oozing slit of Felicia's pussy. She clamped her mouth tight against the
hot cunt, holding steadfast as Felicia contorted with wild spasms.
"Ahhhh, Lotty! Suck! Suck!" Felicia went berserk on Charlotte's clamped
mouth, grinding and twisting in frantic gyrations, her huge tits
jerking with her erotic contortions. Her hands sought out her own flesh
and began clawing. "Tongue me!"
Charlotte was overwhelmed. Her small hands grasped Felicia's hips for a
moment, then slid under her humping ass, her mouth still clamped onto
Felicia's delicious pussy. She dug her fingers into the woman's ass
cheeks and plunged her tongue deep into her pussy.
Felicia cried out in bliss. "Ohhh, YESSS!" She went crazy, thrashing on
the floor, her mouth open, moaning incoherently, her fists pounding the
Charlotte sucked with a vengeance, lashing her tongue across Felicia's
oozing pussy and tasting the buttery sauce. She lapped up the flavorful
pussy ooze, the seeping cream adhering to her face and mouth. Charlotte
knew what to do. She sucked the swollen lips of Felicia's delicious
cunt into her mouth, reveling in the scrumptious meal. She sucked on
the woman's cunt the way she liked George to do it to her. Her mouth
released Felicia's pussy lips and drew in the hard, bloated clit.
Charlotte was at once rewarded with a piercing howl that made her
Felicia went into a violent rage. "Ohhh, Lotty! Bite my ditty! Chew it!
Charlotte obliged with overwhelming fervor. She chewed on the frantic
woman's clit as if she were chewing a piece of tough rubbery meat. She
nipped it with gusto, turning her captor into a mass of whimpering
"Lotty! Lotty! I'm sooo, sooo close!" Her hips hammered the carpeted
floor, her pussy continually creaming, her tits bouncing, her arms and
fists pounding the rug. "Ohhhh, I'm I'm ... ooooh!"
Charlotte reveled in getting another woman off with her mouth. It
spurred her on. She sucked and chewed on the tender meat of succulent
pussy with renewed vigor, plunging her tongue deep inside the pulsing
cunt, then slashing it across the hard button clit again for the final
"I'm cummmmminggggg!" Felicia moaned, her siren wail piercing
Charlotte's ears. An explosion rumbling deep inside her pussy spread
like wildfire to encompass the rest of her twisting body. Felicia
soared. A tidal wave of orgasms swept through her lush body like giant
waves curling and gaining momentum to slash their fierce power against
Charlotte needed no announcement of Felicia's climax. The gyrating,
jerking body of the larger woman and the river of hot cunt- cream told
her before the shrill cry. Charlotte rode the fury of Felicia's orgasm,
her teeth clamped tight to the throbbing bl**d-gorged clit, where all
the pleasure originated. Once Felicia's clit was tightly trapped in
Charlotte's teeth, she used her tongue and beat it back and forth,
until Felicia went mad.
Felicia, trapped in the pangs of orgasm, ground her pussy into
Charlotte's mouth and mashed her clit between the eager novice's teeth.
Felicia's head snapped from one side to the other, her face a burnt-
red, her blue crystal eyes dilated, focusing on the spinning ceiling.
"I'm creammmmminggggg!" Felicia clawed the rug with her talon-like
nails, her legs flailing, her heels thudding into the floor.
Scalding white cum gushed from Felicia's oozing pussy, drowning
Charlotte in a pool of it. Charlotte drank it and found it to be the
most delicious juice she had ever tasted, a sumptuous feast. She
renewed her attack by gnashing her teeth into the woman's clit, hurling
Felicia once again to the summit for another wild ride into ecstasy.
Felicia's back arched, her head thrown back, blonde strands of hair
fanned out across the carpet. A violent orgasm wreaked its destruction
on her jangled nervous system. She screamed hoarsely and tremulously,
hot shivery spasms racking her body, tearing through her cunt and
The last wave of her orgasm washed over her and she collapsed back on
the carpet, squirming and twisting from its aftermath. She tumbled with
the crashing waves, lightheaded and swirling in the white water until
her orgasm left her beached on the shore. Her magnificent body quivered
silently, then she sighed, a soft purr.
Charlotte came up from between the woman's sticky thighs, her face
drenched with the filmy cum-cream. "I loved it," Charlotte moaned,
still not believing it. "I really loved it."
Felicia rolled away. "You're going to love this even more." Felicia
scrambled down to the petite woman and licked her face and chin clean
of her own cum juice.
The blonde goddess reciprocated, turning Charlotte into a bundle of
bubbling energy. She sucked Charlotte until she climaxed.
When Charlotte came back to reality, she clutched Felicia's body. "I
don't believe the things I'm doing," Charlotte confessed dreamily. "Is
it the d**g?"
"Partially," Felicia's husky voice purred.
"I hope it lasts forever," Charlotte said, floating in a state of
euphoria and liking the freedom of having no regrets, no conscience.
"Soon you won't need the d**g. You'll be like you should be--open with
no repressive thoughts about sex, especially with a****ls."
"George wants me to make it with a dog," Charlotte giggled while she
held Felicia, luxuriating in her softness. "Maybe you should give my
husband some of this stuff you gave me. He'd be able to give me the
d**g and he'd have his wish." She giggled again as she thought about
"Maybe you won't need it," Felicia said, crawling out of Charlotte's
arms. "When you leave here, you might have a whole new perspective
about sex." Felicia reached into a drawer under the coffee table. "Look
at these." She handed the naked Charlotte a packet of photos.
Charlotte's eyes bugged out at the sight of the pictures. They were of
Felicia and a giant Doberman pinscher. The close-up shots of the dog's
giant cock looked menacing, disgusting, yet Charlotte's mouth dried up,
then watered in speculation.
"He's my pet. His name is Khan," Felicia explained in her husky tone.
"My b*****r gave him to me a few years ago. His cock, as you can see,
is abnormally large."
Still under the spell of the d**g, yet slowly coming out of it,
Charlotte leered at the pictures. She was fraught with mixed emotions.
Disgust and desire struggled inside her.
"God, I'd like to have him fuck me." Charlotte tried gulping back the
vile words, but her thought had already been spoken.
"You'll have plenty of time to enjoy Khan," Felicia promised. She
stroked Charlotte's soft silky thigh flesh. "You'll learn to enjoy all
the excitement of a dog, his long tongue, his long cock; everything.
You'll fuck him, suck him and he'll lick your cunt." Her intoxicating
voice was soft, having that same melodious quality that had been
"I can't wait," Charlotte said slowly, suddenly feeling sl**py. "I ...
I ..." She was drifting. She looked to Felicia for help. The beautiful
image of the goddess turned fuzzy. Her head spun. The room spun. She
didn't know what to do.
Felicia cradled her, bringing her tightly into her arms. She felt
Charlotte shudder, then drop into a light sl**p. She eased the dead
weight out of her arms and gazed with hunger one last time at the
petite morsel of delight sl**ping soundly on the floor. After a few
moments, Craig came into the room.
"Take her up to her room, Craig." She stood up, stretching her long
catlike body. Every muscle, every inch of her glowing flesh was alive.
Craig smiled. "I got it all on film." His long body leaned over as he
scooped up the sl**ping Charlotte into his powerful arms.
"We're going to have a ball with our guest before she goes. A real
ball." Felicia still had her eye on Charlotte.
Craig laughed. "My cock is aching already." His one hand was
strategically placed under Charlotte's ass, a finger in the wet oozing
gash of her dripping pussy. "I can't wait." He turned and carried her
Felicia plopped back down in a chair and heaved a sigh, her hand going
to her pussy. She settled back, her eyes closing. The hot torrid
session with Charlotte had worn her out.